I think there is a new law of nature on Culebra that some rain must fall on Sunday. I don't know what happened in the two months that I was gone, but for three Sundays now, rain has, at some point, been a part of the view. Well, as that little girl said to me a few years ago,'You know what rain means, don't you? Rainbows!'
|Anita, the Grillin' Queen (Sunday Sausage & Football at Dinghy Dock)|
No matter where I looked, or where I was looking from, the clouds were huge and dramatic.
|Sunset on my last night up the hill|
The work week begins anew. I'm back at sea level. Life is good.
Have a non-monotone Monday. Do something mercy full.