I don’t need to say where. You just look at the Sunflowers and you know that it was a trip to the van Gogh Museum in Amsterdam (or some exhibition that thisRead More…

This Silk Cotton Tree is a marker in the history of a village in Montserrat, known as Cudjoe Head. It is a reminder of how cruel the trans-Atlantic slave trade was. CudjoeRead More…

Almighty Stonemason, I called God as my eyes were blessed with views of variously crafted beautiful stones, myriads of stones that lined the beach. They came in different hues, shapes and sizes,Read More…

There was a time in my life when travel by helicopter was the way to go between Montserrat and Antigua, when volcanic eruptions had destroyed the airport and ferry travel was stillRead More…

This place was home to may cricket matches, what you see all overgrown near the sea.