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Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Remembering When










Looking out between the mountain ridges is a clear view of the sea
This is a similar shot but a different view
I am sitting with my Aunt in the veranda chatting about the days I spend with her,while growing up in the village at the bottom of the hill, it  has started to rain and we are forced to go inside the house to take shelter, until the rain has passed, a few hours of rain fell before the sun began shining, around us are trees of green when I say green that  meant dark green leaves, that cannot  be seen any where else but here, where the house is tucked under the canopy of the rain forest, this place is in the parish of St. John's in a little town called Grand Roy and the house is up  the mountain which is known to many as Mount Plaisir,
A rainbow after the rain

 
As the rain stopped and the sun came out this magnificent rainbow appeared across the mountain, using the trees as a backdrop, the awe of the colors and what it stands for was breath taking.
A awesome rainbow

This is what a cocoa pod looks like inside are the cocoa beans
Looking around the area one can see hanging from the trees are the pods of nutmegs and cocoa some thing not many of us have ever seen or know where these products we use in the kitchen comes from and how they are cultivated

This is the pod of a nutmeg the actual nutmeg is inside along with the mace










As I walked down toward the village at the bottom of the hill where i spent time with my Grandmother the houses are closer now than before, in the village every body will tell you that they are related to you in some way, the closeness of the villagers are what is so remarkable that everyone always say that they know where everyone lives is you asked for the person you are looking for.




The Catholic Church as a pillar of the Community
One of the established pillar's of the community is the catholic Church that is in the same spot when I grew up, it is more modern now since the hurricane (Ivan) passed through and had to be rebuilt, another pillar in the community is the Police Station which is situated in the corner before the Church, there are now roughly three other churches in the village today.



This shop was owned by my Grandmother
The picture to your right is the shop that was belonged to my Grandmother it stands in the same spot as I have known it after all these years,  now run by my cousin and her children,which is a well know place in the village. The locals will tell you that when they are in need of something that the other shops do not have you need to ask the owner in the blue shop she always almost have what you need.

1 comment:

  1. It strikes me that if one was seeking solitude, your homeland is the place to be.

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