Everything's moving today. The wind has been from the northeast for over 24 hours as the big storm that dumped snow on the east coast moves off shore and curls down on Eleuthera. The sea is licked with whitecaps and the sky changes every 10 minutes. Outside the house, which hums and sings with the wind, the trees are bowing and dancing. The palms lean into the strong breeze, their tops streaming back.
Winslow Homer stayed here for a time and dashed off a series of watercolors that jump off the paper. The red flowers snap back and forth against a stucco wall, the sea visible just beyond. Objects, clouds, trees -- all look pulled and pushed about by the wind.
The flowers above look serene but they were fussing and wriggling around so much that I was certain the colors would all melt together. The camera's eye stopped it all in a blink.
Great descriptive writing on your Eleuthera posts. Sounds like a wonderful place to be.
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