The next morning the camera didn't seem right but this picture came out ok despite the squeaky noise it was making
but the nervous shutter didn't like this picture
until Peter touched the compartment
and I was in business again able to register myself
and Suzanne
not to mention the flowers on the table
and the toaster where I made breakfast
and added butter
and coffee.
Outside, I could record the views of a beautiful day
and watch our coconuts large
and small mature
as sandwiches were made
and Seva was registered for the day
even as we poured the drinks.
I took some scenic pictures of the flowers and trees
while we waited for Trevor who took us to Point of Sand on the east end of the island
and unloaded our bikes
as we unpacked and
explored the palapa that was there
before heading down to the beach
and admiring the beach chairs that were there
before examining the situation to decide if the tide was in or out (it was in).
As we walked along the sand, we were surprised at the amount of detritus
and out and out junk that was there since the beach was abandoned though beautiful.
I walked down the shore amid driftwood
and beach scenes
including floating markers
and conch shells
that you could zoom into
and then marched
towards the first house where there were beach chairs
in front of a lovely setting
and continued past the first dock
noting the reef coming into the water
as I passed this shelter
and the reef was solid
as I came to this house
with a remarkable conch collection
and then continued on as I began to see the part of the island where we lived
before heading back
and seeing Suzanne reading in the palapa
as a lizard emerged
and we recorded wedding notes
before settling in for lunch.
Back at home, I drank our last beer
and recorded the moon
over the palms
and tried to record the sunset
before going to see Trevor who showed me the fish he had caught.
After recording our poem
and some moon shots
before we went back to Pirates Point and Suzanne sat in the captain's chair
as I recorded more found art sculptures
before we settled in for these rolls
and main course
as we were seated with Mike and Jody whose visit to the island was in the tradition of the other criminals who illicitly keep funds in the Caymans.
The dessert was very rich whether presented correctly
or in reverse
and this sign in the bathroom set the scene.
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but the nervous shutter didn't like this picture
until Peter touched the compartment
and I was in business again able to register myself
and Suzanne
not to mention the flowers on the table
and the toaster where I made breakfast
and added butter
and coffee.
Outside, I could record the views of a beautiful day
and watch our coconuts large
and small mature
as sandwiches were made
and Seva was registered for the day
even as we poured the drinks.
I took some scenic pictures of the flowers and trees
while we waited for Trevor who took us to Point of Sand on the east end of the island
and unloaded our bikes
as we unpacked and
explored the palapa that was there
before heading down to the beach
and admiring the beach chairs that were there
before examining the situation to decide if the tide was in or out (it was in).
As we walked along the sand, we were surprised at the amount of detritus
