At this time of year, the yellow flamboyant trees burst into show
they are everywhere on the mountains where we walk the dogs along our farm road
flamboyant, they are
bright, splashy, showy, flames of yellow
here on this little caribbean island, they are called "all saints tree" for the time of year they bloom
walking under them is like walking through bursts of golden sunshine
back at the cottage...
the coffee percolator is promising a perk up
while the bread nuts are simmering in salted water
the bread nuts come from the seeded breadfruit
next week, Wednesday, I'll tell you more about it and how we eat it
and all the saints of God can bask in the brightness of their Saviour...
God, who at sundry times and in divers manners spake...
in time past unto the fathers by the prophets,
Hath in these last days spoken unto us by His Son,
whom He hath appointed heir of all things,
by whom also He made the worlds;
Who being the brightness of His glory,
and the express image of His person,
and upholding all things by the word of His power,
when He had by Himself purged our sins,
sat down on the right hand of the Majesty on high...
May your day or night be bright with the grace of God.