Today, the weather suits my mood. There is dense fog covering the harbor, and rain has been coming down in buckets. Perfect afternoon to stay inside and watch "Farming in Bermuda". Unfortunately, I tuned in at the tail end of the show. I am very intrigued by the agricultural challenges here- the lack of available farm land, the need to import so much produce, the public health ramifications of not having easy access to affordable, healthy food. Coming from a community like ours, where fresh fruits and veggies are superfluous, it is hard to fathom the reliance on imports. But that is a way of life here. Everything is imported. It all comes in cargo crates- thus, prices are high. Bermuda is a volcanic island, affectionately known as "The Rock". Rather than vistas of open farm fields, there are lush green hills on limestone rocks, and open vistas of the sea. I t is much different from the East End. I had a flawless trip from JFK. We landed 3o minutes early, pre
Did you ever find yourself flirting with a place, unable to get it out of your head... and wondering if what you see, during your brief "encounters" is too good to be true? Sometimes, with the objects of our affection, we see what we want to see. Follow me back to Bermuda, as I explore the layers beneath the surface of our torrid love affair.