Had a throw back dream. I was once again on that familiar hour and a half boat ride to the island. Visiting the banana & ginger farmer's co-op. I confess when I woke up it was bittersweet. It brought back memories of so many things I had forgotten. I didn't even know I missed.
I miss that bay and those mountains very much.
The smell of the turning tides.
The seaweed stuck on my fishing gear.
The constant and furious noise of the ocean that lulls you to sleep at night.
Camping by the old fort.
It was a good trip back. Even if it was only in my dreams.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Dreams are made of this
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