Photo-Walk

Some photos taken a few mornings ago along my walk to get papers.

The street sign for my street, sporting a backdrop of lilac bougainvilla flowers and wrong spelling (it's supposed to be 'Whinfield').

Maybe the street was called 'Whinfield' because there used to be a beautiful windy field across the road. Now, in its place, we are graced with the beginnings of sprawling multi-storey accomodation for University students.

I think the drivers on the stretch of road across from the construction site can't read. They all speed up rather than slow down when coming around this bend.

Mummy and her family spent part of her childhood in what used to be this lovely house further down the road. When they eventually moved, my grandfather sold it to the Government. Sadly, it was unused and empty for years and was falling to ruin. Then one day it suddenly and mysteriously burnt down.

A common sight these days (as mangoes are plentiful) is mangoes in the road ... either eaten by humans, pecked at by birds, fallen from a tree or squashed by passing cars. Someone was most likely sitting in their car eating this mango and, after sucking the seed, tossed it out of their window onto the street. The Raj Yoga Centre. At this time they are always inside doing their morning meditation and reading of the murli.Walking back home with the papers. On the day that I took these photos, newspapers were emblazoned with news of the Trini on 'Deal or no Deal' who 'chose his country over US$1 million.