Outside with my eyes closed just listening to the rain... my silent symphony.
At night, sitting on the verandah surveying the moonlit view, the mountains rising high on the left, the twinkling lights from three cities and the sugar cane fields stretching out towards the coast on the right. I haven't allowed myself this pleasure in a long while. What the heck have I been doing with my life?
At night, sitting on the verandah surveying the moonlit view, the mountains rising high on the left, the twinkling lights from three cities and the sugar cane fields stretching out towards the coast on the right. I haven't allowed myself this pleasure in a long while. What the heck have I been doing with my life?
Dude, I wanna live where you live! This sounds amazing!!!
miss seeing cane fields. *sigh*
You know, [MENTION=1669]Res[/MENTION]. When I visit Florida, it seems like the saddest place in the world. No mountains. It's so hard to fathom a place with no mountains. Everytime I come home and drive along the Palisadoes, there are the mountains and Kingston Harbour and I wonder whatever possessed me to leave for even a moment. It grieves my heart to think how our families and friends are scattered to the four corners of the earth. Will we ever get our act together?
You know, @Res. When I visit Florida, it seems like the saddest place in the world. No mountains. It's so hard to fathom a place with no mountains. Everytime I come home and drive along the Palisadoes, there are the mountains and Kingston Harbour and I wonder whatever possessed me to leave for even a moment. It grieves my heart to think how our families and friends are scattered to the four corners of the earth. Will we ever get our act together?