Test Drive
The drive to and from work is a mine of tiny miracles as long as I keep my eyes open. Not just 'on the road ahead' open, but bringing attention to the drive, where I am and what is around me. I can keep my eyes on the road ahead and still see the brilliant colours in the garden coming up ahead.The windmill, body only, sails long gone, a cone of weathered stone that sits side by side with a magnificent mahogany tree right in the middle of a field. Mahogany trees are protected by law and may not be cut without permission which gifts me with this charming view of what was and what still is.
We still have lots of history here. Old cannon sit on rocks facing the sea, guards against freebooters and invaders alike in times gone by. There are ruins and restored buildings, modern housing and the stately great houses of the plantation era all here, each taking their place in history, society.
And I live here! How cool is that