We are His


The earth is the Lord‘s, and the fulness thereof;

the world, and they that dwell therein.

Psalm 24:1


A friendly dragonfly who stopped to strike a pose in my garden.



Close-up 🙂

Shabbat shalom.




In Memory of Mr. Gilbert

I remember chanting the gem in school that taught every Jamaican child just how the Atlantic hurricane season was supposed to play out:

June, too soon.

July, stand by.

August, we must.

September, remember.

October, all over.

We chanted in sing-song fashion as seasons came and went. It all seemed like great fun until… Well… I will tell you about that in just a minute.

Today, as I continue to view all disturbances in the Atlantic Ocean with suspicion, it is as good a time as any to take a trip down memory lane. Continue reading

For The Birds

She hops across the slab of concrete, instead of soaring gracefully in the wind, and it is clear that she has been wounded. Tiny pea-dove that she is, her injury makes her more vulnerable, but breakfast is an essential meal and so she steps gingerly toward the garden in a bid to find something in the loose soil to stave off hunger.

They say that the early bird catches the worm, and it would appear that she knows this instinctively, because she is out at the crack of dawn. But so are others.

She is being watched from a distance.