Summer Days

Its hot as a furnace on St Croix, a heat that has been gradually building for weeks like some slow method of torture. Usually there would be rain storms coming through in the afternoons, giving some respite from the tepid air, yet so far those have been few and far between this summer. As we suffer, so does the garden, for no amount of hand watering can make up for the lack of a good soaking rain. The carambola tree has dropped its fruit, the bokchoy is wilted more each day, and even the pidgin peas have have become almost dormant in their growth.

The heat makes it challenging to maintain momentum on any of our projects, particularly the building, which has now reached the cement stage – messy, filthy, heavy work. I’m left with little energy, mental or physical, so here are some photos to amuse you!