Vacation Note:
Windy
In the late afternoon, Kathleen and I took a walk round one end of the golf course, the part that sticks out into the sea. The wind was relentless, a steady blast from the northeast. The shadowed grounds were a matte green, almost a colorless grey. The leaves on trees already permanently slanted by the wind shrieked and frizzled like pennants announcing the grand opening of a hurricane. But it was just a windy day.
It was odd to be out in such conditions without being soaking wet; for there wasn’t a drop of rain.
I love the green knot in Kathleen hair. Fine pictures RJ.
Thank you for the photos, RJ. For a few minutes each day I can pretend I am in the Virgin Islands, too. The tree is
spectacular.
The monochrome of color among the three photos is captivating! I can see the invisible wind, in the pliant grasses, the rooted tree, and Kathleen’s knotted hair.
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