Sunday afternoon, Jan, whose garden is the pride of the island, delivered this bouquet to my porch. I did nothing to deserve it, but there it was, an array of August flowers in a Casa Visco Pizza Sauce jar. That's island living for you. Unexpected beauty and bounty punctuates the day without warning. That's true in real life too, but we are often too busy to notice. Happy August, everyone.
It was one of those evenings; smooth water, dramatic sky, deep reflection, muted color, glowing light. The stuff that dreams are made of. This end of the birthday celebration couldn't have been predicted which made it all the more stupendous.