A stand with coconuts along Bamboo Avenue, Holland Bamboo, in St. Elizabeth, Jamaica.
Two days after my father's 80th birthday, we were in the hills of St. Andrew Parish, Jamaica walking for what seemed like miles along dirt paths to a location where my father grew up. I could tell he was still very accustomed to these trails.
Driving along Fort Charles Road there was a short road that opened up onto Starve Gut Bay. I had to stop and take in the view of this quiet, serene, ocean view. The fishing boat and net under the tree gave this place a sense of an unspoilt reality.
