Where is someone's idea of relaxation with a cast-off fishing net for a hammock...
by the sea, by the beautiful sea
May your day or night be well relaxed in the grace of God.
Showing posts with label island life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label island life. Show all posts
Saturday Island Postcard
Where we love to visit for dining, a little history, and the best of the world's chocolate
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May your day or night be sweet in the Lord's grace.
Saturday Island Postcard...
Where we watched God water the mountains with misty rain, this morning
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May your day or night be showered with God's grace.
Saturday Island Postcard...
Where the old lighthouse of days gone by keeps watch to the airport entrance
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May your day or night be graced by the Lord.
Saturday Island Postcard...
Where we find tiny island cottages tucked in the hills
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May your day or night be tucked cozy in the Lord's grace.
Saturday Island Postcard...
A scenic view from the main traveled road
May your day or night be blessed by God's grace.
Saturday Island Postcard...
Where we love to stop and stare
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May your day or night be blessed in God's grace.
Saturday Island Postcard...
By sea rather than air for a visit to Carriacou
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May your day or night be blessed in God's grace.
Saturday Island Postcard...
Where the dogs love to go "beaching"
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May the Lord bless your day or night with His grace.
Saturday Island Postcard...
Where we like to walk with a cup of coffee Saturday mornings
May your weekend be filled with God's grace
Why We Came to the Island...
It isn't a long story...
and there are days when I do wonder...
how did we come to be here on this Caribbean island?
(our seaside cottage)
my husband, Don, is an island boy...
born and raised on this particular island far south in the caribbean sea
(our cottage seaside view)
and although I was born American...
I was raised in South America by my missionary parents...
little knowing that not so far away...
my island boy was growing up
we met in America, married, had two children
we visited my husband's home a few times...
and after the children left home to go out on their own...
we talked of going back to the island on a permanent basis
(an island of mountains and valleys)
we had grown tired of the rat race and the noisiness of "civilization"...
the gated communities, the materialism...
the complicated system of regulations and laws that dictate...
even the very color of one's own front door...
what you can have in your yard and how one can use their land...
the taxes that seem to get higher with every year...
requirements by law that keep a person bogged down living from paycheck to paycheck
and the laws against healthy foods, such as raw milk
(a view from my husband's boyhood home)
it took a few years to get to that point...
and in February 2008, we made the big move...
living in a seaside home before moving to the farm where the location...
is more conducive to having animals and growing crops that otherwise...
didn't do well by the salty air
this island is low on taxes (no income tax, in fact)
has very few laws and regulations that strangle farmers and homesteaders...
instead, encouraging people to eat healthy from their gardens and own animals
does not require us to live by laws that sap our monies
we have freedoms here that Americans have lost long ago
(lovely beaches)
in saying that...
Don and I know that truly the Lord brought us here...
for whatever reason we had...
God has His own for bringing us to this island
we do not know if we are here till He takes us home to Him...
or if perhaps, He may take us elsewhere
it doesn't matter
I know that the Lord does all things well...
and His will is perfectly suited to His children's welfare
we wait on Him to guide
May your day, or night be blessed in the grace of God.
jean
jean
Island Postcard...
A "postcard" of our little Caribbean island
May your weekend be blessed by God's grace.
Bingo...!
Thank you, Katie!
we can credit Katie, who left a comment on the last post ...
on giving info on this smooth-billed ani ...
I just could not find it anywhere on the net, myself
these birds (beautiful in their own God given way)...
are of the cuckoo family
and...
now, I know why these birds show up whenever we turn over new soil...
and put in new seedlings for the next harvest
they hang around cultivated areas for the freshly dug insects and bugs...
and come for the fruits they enjoy eating
they are definitely noisy...
and do have a clumsy way of flying...
I have been amused at watching them land like rocks on tree limbs...
grabbing to keep themselves from falling to the ground
but, they seem to do well walking on the ground
the females share nests and broods together...
helping each other out...
bringing up babies (how nice!)
this was a great help, Katie!
now, I can rest : )
May you have a lovely day, or night by God's grace.
Island Life...
When one lives on a beautiful island...
it always makes sense to carry a camera
coastal fishing village on the Caribbean sea side
True Blue Resort and Restaurant - a favorite eating spot with us
St. George's medical University in the background
Westerhall aflame with flamboyants
Beach in Sauters, north of the island
Sister island view from Sauters
Ft. Jeudy island cottage, overlooking Atlantic sea side
Have a good day, or night.
Crab Delight...
I don't know if this little creature is ugly or beautiful...
but, no doubt, it's all in the eyes of the beholder.
In contemplating it long enough, I find it rather beautiful.
In contemplating it long enough, I find it rather beautiful.
Regardless, God created this creature that runs on eight legs...
looking a lot like an double sized spider.
They are rather comical to watch when running for dear life.
Let me tell you, can they run.
One minute, you see a crab...the next, it's disappeared into it's hole so fast, one wonders if it was really there at all.
Let me tell you, can they run.
One minute, you see a crab...the next, it's disappeared into it's hole so fast, one wonders if it was really there at all.
I love how they bring up their scissor-like claws when backed into a corner...
opening up their claws to look as menacing as possible...
hoping to fend off the attacker.
My dogs think they are for chasing.
After the dogs have had their little momentary fun,
I take pity...
it's time to quit and let the crab run for life for it's hole.
This one got caught inside the house.
I scooped it into a pail and gently put it down by the cliff.
No doubt, it was grateful to be back outside.
Have a great day, or night.
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