Writing Creatively With Spirit
Friday 22nd November 2013
I arrived on the beach at 7 a.m. this morning after a 40 minute walk. I was happy to see the fruit and vegetable vendor as I was beginning to have withdrawal symptoms from plantains and pumpkin, and I know he has particularly luscious ones.
I made my purchases and threw in a paw-paw and some figs, (local small bananas). I was later to rue the spontaneous buys as my 40 minute walk back home is mostly uphill. I munched my way through a rather large golden apple to take my mind off the steepness of the hill, and the intense workout I’d just done.
My mind was also still full of the clarity of the sea and my delight at the sight of the slivers of silver light that flew out of the water, and in a blink of an eye disappeared into it…
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