Richard

[dropcap]I[/dropcap] live on an island these days. What that means isn’t exactly clear, but the nights. Let me tell you about the nights on this island. They are black blankets of silence. A silence so big, so long and so deep — they frighten. It’s the thing I’ve longed for. Bottom of the ocean quiet. Bottom of the extinct volcano quiet. Almost like…

[dropcap]M[/dropcap]y heart took flight today at the stunning, mind boggling, incomparable, breathtaking, flat out, eye-popping, shit-your-pants beauty that holds in this place I now call home, which, if you’re catching my drift, is an island, a beautiful word when you think about it isn’t it, just say it to yourself — “island” and see what you can conjure, I’ll wait.