From the local flightless purple swamp hen to the frisky and naughty parrots there is an abundance of wings on the islands.. Here are some that crossed our path.. some were domestic (grounded flights) and some (species) were international like the Starlings..
Among human crayons I am Brown. Also, my thoughts bounce around and resemble the idea of Brownian motion. This blog is an interface for the reader into this unique jello I call my mind. A mind so fertile anything grows. An agnostic yet curious mind. A mind attempting the Horatian or Kabirism maxim of Carpe Diem or Aaj kareso aab. Rated W I L D for wilfully irritating to large demographic is sometimes the latter - graphic in its descriptions. Caveat Lector!