Everyone Who Drinks Is Not A Poet. Maybe Some Folks Drink Because They’re Not Poets

Vinyard Cottage And The Sea Grape Tree
Vinyard Cottage And The Sea Grape Tree

In greener times in 2012, my morning ritual was to pop my sandals on, cook up some bacon & eggs, and sit outside on the stone steps to the cottage, and this view was typical on stormy mornings that would always turn out to be sunny by early afternoon. I’d type a little of my story out on the iPad and inhale the fresh air. It didn’t suck.

One thought on “Everyone Who Drinks Is Not A Poet. Maybe Some Folks Drink Because They’re Not Poets

  1. What seems to be usually true and really cool here, is when you get up and it is cloudy and gray, it blows over quickly and the sun comes through. Being 5 sq. miles in the middle of the sea…allows for weather changes on a regular basis. And you can hunt the sun here with all the different villages at different sides of the island!!! Saba…it gets into your blood!!!! SMILE….

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