|Posted on June 10, 2010 at 2:51 PM||comments (3)|
The story isn't done but I just wanted to post a little blurb.
The stony path leading down toward my bungalow is dimly lit by the moonlight streaming through the canopy above. A coconut falls in the canopy, crashes through layers of dense monkey tail ferns, and abundant other flora, onto a bungalow nearby with suchenormous force that it sounds as if a gunshot has been fired. I pause for a moment and glance up into the darkened forest but see only ou...Read Full Post »