was born
by the sea
went to a convent
by the sea
home is the beach
the sea is in my blood
all of us for generations
hail from islands
later
home became the bush
( still only a 45 minute drive from the coast )
this house was built by the locals in a weekend
to entice a teacher to work at the school house across the road
(rent free about 80 years ago)
carnations and fresh herbs
in an old jam jar
can make a tin shed
feel like a home
however
wherever
we are together
in sickness and in health
(mainly sickness these days)
is home

























