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Island Sunday
04.25.04 (6:54 am)   [edit]
A typical island Sunday...sky insanely blue, water a hundred shades of the same, boats moored for the weekend, and quiet. Well, quiet except for the drumming from over the hill. I have no idea where it comes from unless it's Ricky, practicing for a non existent band gig. Maybe the bagpipe man will play soon. He lives on his boat and sometimes I see him going down the street, his Australian bush hat, his hiking boots, his intent look. He never seems to sweat, which very well may mean he isn't human. The sound of bagpipes wafting over the harbour is weird and wonderful and sometimes I go onto the dock and applaud him. He can't see me or hear me, but he's worth the applause, not only for his playing but because he is yet another one-er here.
I maintain that most of the ex-pats here would either be in jail or in an insane asylum if they lived in the States...and maybe at one time or another they were. The sun and heat usually mellows them out, but not all of the time. Anyway, weirdness shows in lots of ways.
One of my favorites is Crazy Joanna (as opposed to Swiss or Diver Joanna (rarely in the islands does anyone know a last name, it's Crazy Joanna, or Construction Bob, or Scary Terry...). Joanna is in her seventies and at the age of 40 joined the Barnum & Bailley circus, soon after that moving here. She is either really funny or really a pain in the ass, usually when she mixes her meds with alcohol. She gets tourists to buy her drinks and the rest of us groan and head the other way, knowing we are going to be accosted soon with weepy eyes and grasping hands. Otherwise, she makes me laugh, screaming down the street that she loves me she wants me she wonders if I'm fucking my boss yet because he sure is a honey!
Sunday morning interruption - Patty out my window, calling for a chat before going out on her kayak, ideas for vinegars, cleaning a spider's nest from the craft before heading out. Patty does massage and healing sorts of things and is a bit witchy, the locals call her brouha, affectionately. She tells me the flowering leaves for bouganvilla are good for many things, and all I hear is that they are edible so will look beautiful in vinegar, as will the orange hibiscus getting ready to flower again. Some hot peppers, small and purple will as well. And I'm all over the map - not unlike Joanna, to go the circle, so am going back to the garden with a coffee and and a spade. One of them will win.
 


posted by: Nanooku (reply)
post date: 04.25.04 (7:06 am)

Where you from? Have a nice day x



posted by: caribemj (reply)
post date: 04.25.04 (7:37 am)

From a small island in the Caribbean;) You have a great day as well!

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