On a drive home from school Ross University's campus begins at the white fence. Campus is on a cliff looking out to sea where one can see for miles nothing but pure blue.
Buildings are painted with fancy colors. I wish our home in Boulder could be pink and turquoise, yellow shutters and purple trim. It livens things to look at streets full of such color. Roundabouts are in place of stop signs and stop lights. This one still dons Christmas decorations. Andrew and I have bets on those staying up until the middle of May (click on the pic for a closer look at Kittitian style). It's a silly island.
We traveled from St. Kitts to Miami to Ft. Collins to Boulder to Ft. Collins to Boulder to Ft. Collins to Grand Lake to Ft. Collins to Estes Park to Vail (with a little trip to Cincinnati in there) to Ft. Collins to Miami and back to St. Kitts in three snowy wonderland weeks. Calvin experienced snow and Swede, ski lodges and Santa. He went to a wedding and flew on 5 airplanes. We lost our bags and found our bags, had tea with friends and read Olivia at night. There was a snow cave, steep long hills for sledding, moguls for skiing, and chocolate for drinking. There were delicious family dinners by fireplaces crackling hot. It was a white and wonderful Christmas break, and when our busy holiday travels were complete, we arrived to our island with an unexpected feeling of peace, tranquility and home.
Inside a snow cave
Christmas Eve in Grand Lake
such a cozy cabin
Sweet Swede
It was a dream to be home where all things were familiar and safe, family and love.
A boat full of sunshine took us to the island of Nevis last weekend. Nevis was so mellow, calm, and quiet that it felt like culture shock to step back onto the crowded streets of Basseterre.
His first boat ride!
Cozy nook for lunch
Home sweet home
Andrew's histology professor snapped this view of our isle