But fortunately, before I put that deep thought out there into the blogosphere, my friend McDiver wandered by and told me he’d spotted another one of the yellow fruits on the passion fruit vine growing in the fichus trees in the yard.
So that, also, is a metaphor: For how little I know about life in the Caribbean.
I’ve had lots of those moments, six days into a 30-day housesit on a tiny island that you’ve almost certainly never heard of. And I
expect know there’ll be lots more. I’d just like to leave this island with a smidgeon more knowledge, about the flora, the fauna, the politics, the people, and myself.
More to come…