A comfy hammock. A cold beer. A pretty view. A nice companion to share it all with. That is what island girl dreams are made of. Mine, anyway.
And so a new chapter begins. Again. Except this time everything feels right. All it took was putting one foot in the sand at my favorite beach to confirm that I am home. Truly home....Read More
The countdown is on. The chaos levels are rising. Even though the movers are packing everything (it is the least they can do with the rates they are charging us), there is still loads to sort...Read More
One of the things I loved most about becoming an Island Girl was that my life transformed into something so, so different from anything I had ever known up to that point. Long gone were...Read More
Things are ramping up in the Return to the Caribbean program. Closets are being sorted, things are being sold (no, I really cannot find a use for either a fireplace screen or the corresponding tools...Read More
It is a brisk 5ºC here. Still, the local surf shops are starting to put their new summer stuff out. Apparently people here take holidays someplace warm where bikinis, beach bags and cute, skimpy tank tops...Read More