It is just after seven here in Grenada. Looking out I can see that Fort George is clothed in green. The awaking sun is touching it gently. The Carenage water is a picture of tranquility. Boats are resting there. The Anglican Church is still a roofless structure reminding people of Hurricane Ivan, s wrath. The cocks are crowing as usual but the dogs are giving our eardums a break. A cool breeze is bowing and my face welcomes the unpolluted freshness. Now for a cup of cocoa tea and then a couple of movements later. God bless.
Posted on: Sat, 27 Dec 2014 11:42:04 +0000
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