Our last little set of earthquakes here in the Netherlands Antilles has "jiggled" Monserat out of its deep sleep and now it is belching Sulphur gas and ash across the island.
Nothing like looking out over Mt. Scenery and seeing this blue gray haze and smelling the faint but not so sweet smell of rotten eggs.
Happy Friday from Saba.
1 comment:
tell the truth... was it really rotten eggs? ;-]
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