When the Big Wave Washes Us Away

It was a windy day, like today. As I sit in my sun room and watch gale force winds sweep dead leaves from the trees, I think back to another wind that took a close friend. The grand roster of … Read More

When the Big One Washes Us Away

OK, this wasn’t our boat. But the same Hurricane Omar chased us from St. Barts to a hurricane hole in St. Martin. Photo above is on Anguilla, just north of St. Martin/St. Maarten. On a spit island just north of … Read More