In anticipation for the dawn we pack light and lay listlessly. Our minds are adrift somewhere warm, swept away like sand under the rolling tide. Soon the imaginative visual patchwork of dreams takes effect; the ripe colours of summer seeping through our eyelids and flooding our senses: a citrus burst of lemon, lime and guava…the floral essences of wild primrose, lilac and fuschia.
Seas swelling and stirring, the first ribbons of morning rays are carried to the shore, where their presence is accompanied with the nectar-like radiance of nostalgia. Thoughts of good company, conversations around outdoor tables, and shared plates of tropical delights occupy our minds, long after the setting sun bids farewell beyond the grove of coconut trees.