Thanks to our former neighbour (he owned a house on Mustique) for the musical inspiration on this post title ….
As promised in my last blog post, I am now reporting on changes I’ve discovered on Bequia that have happened since I was here last April …
First, there’s the influx of sargassum seaweed that has hit much of the Caribbean islands and is a huge environmental problem that no one seems able to address … The first photo is of the harbour and you can see a line of seaweed drifting in on the waves just past the sailboat.
The foul smell is the worst of it and, while I can smell it here at the house to a certain extent, it’s much worse over on the windward side of the island, and specifically in Spring. The second photo is of Spring Bay. Very sad to see this phenomenon that apparently occurs every so often. Here’s the explanation of what it is and why it’s floating out there.
This now makes me want to reread Wide Sargasso Sea by Jean Rhys, although I don’t seem to have a copy here.
The other – even bigger! – change to Bequia though was the felling of the Almond Tree in the Harbour! I’m still shocked. It was rotten inside and there was a fear it would fall down on its own one day, injuring someone. Still … Bequia will not be the same without it!
(Here’s a brief excerpt from my novel, Island in the Clouds, showing the significance of this particular tree on the island:
The area under the almond trees, considered the heart of Port Elizabeth, is a scene of mass confusion most of the time, with taxis and other vehicles parked every which way, while their drivers attend “parliament,” which involves sitting on built-in benches under the trees, discussing “poli-tricks,” righting the wrongs of the country and the world.
It was a surprise to me that afternoon that no one at all was sitting under the almond trees except the Brethren, my employees.)
Fortunately, though, some things on Bequia never change … like cats always finding their most comfortable spot to sleep …
And the view from my verandah of the sunsets most evenings. In the second photo you’ll see it was a green flash, if you squint.
Then there’s the trusty espresso machine, still valiantly providing mid-afternoon fuel to beleaguered bloggers …
You are most welcome here! Enjoying the view with me from my trailer or verandah.