"... sun slid behind the windblown mountains... While others chose to sleep under the star -speckled skies, I unraveled my tent poles and set up house. When I unzipped my bedroom at sunrise I was greeted with the sight of soft, muted mauves and purples draping over the Isla Montserrat. I watched the sun lift its warm face..."LindaBallouAuthor.com
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