Christ is risen! He is risen indeed! I know Easter is over but this is still a thrilling thing to celebrate. My weekend involved fried fish, plenty of hot cross buns and I made my way to the beach. Who could ask for anything more? I hope you had a good weekend too. As usual, I’ve got…
Stories
Ms. Patti’s Produce Stand
Four days out of the week I teach a class at the University of The Bahamas, so four days out of the week I pass a pretty wooden produce stand on my way home. It’s on the lefthand side of Nassau Street, travelling north, and it sprung up six years ago. There are other vendors…
Moringa-Sorrel, and Other Rasta Juices
“Believing is doubting, knowledge is power.” Of all the things I remember from my conversation with Prophet Ashton Travis Miller yesterday, that statement sticks out clearly in my mind. At that point he was encouraging me to watch YouTube videos by a couple of Rasta elders. He reassured me that they had nothing to do…
The Fishermen at Montagu Dock
This morning I woke up and wanted to go to the dock. My annoyance at being awake before 7, when I didn’t have to go to work, quickly dissipated when I imagined romantic early morning light over the ocean, boats in the distance. Forsaking my routine, I pulled on tights and a t-shirt, grabbed my…
A Picnic Lunch at NAGB
Yesterday was a gorgeous day. The sky was a brilliant blue, with a few fluffy white clouds; the sun shone bright but not hot, making everything look bolder and crisper; the air was neither humid nor cold. I was thrilled to sit and soak it all in on a quick lunch break, in the park…
Dairymaid Ice Cream
“Strawberry swirl, butter pecan, banana, rum raisin!” – that was the introduction to the Dairymaid commercial, and as much of it as I can remember. It played on the radio regularly when I was a child, and I was always fascinated by the woman’s singsong delivery. I know you can’t feel it from looking at…
Pictures from My Days, 2
So here’s the thing. January is over, and I’m not quite sure where it went, but that’s probably because my days were all wonderfully full. My second semester of teaching is swinging, I rocked a job interview and I finally got my eyes tested – it had been 4 years. 😮 Happily my eyes are…
Juju Season
It’s juju season here, and every chance I get I’m in the yard of my childhood home, hunting for ripe fruit to pop into my mouth and stuff into my purse. The house is vacant now, and the garden is overgrown. I’m always a tiny bit nervous that someone is going to stop and ask…
