Sky an impossible blue

Air soft and fragrant

We walked the ancient streets

Admired candy coloured houses bright in the sun

Certain we could hear  Bach’s suite for cello soaring through this yellow house

Crumbling centuries of dusty memories

Defender of the city Fort San Felipe

Windswept ramparts  and forever views

Aimes and I take photographs,  and travel back to another time.  Our holiday in the Caribbean has just begun.


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