Sunday morning. The boys are playing and the air smells fresh as I sip the last of my Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee and watch the rain move across the island. The best wife in the world has just asked what I want for breakfast and given me a little wink and a smile.
Yes, it always is a good idea to come home early on a Saturday night. No gallivanting after work, just straight home to my woman and the little ones is the best policy. Works every time! 😉
Sunday morning, cruising the web and I came across Ian Bourne’s blog where I found a marvelous article on a Barbados photography show that moved my soul.
Thank you Ian, for covering some of the important things in life that the regular news media and the rest of us miss.
Now… how to squeeze Robert to bring me more of this coffee?
Marcus on a Sunday morn…