Sitting under a Gazebo at the edge of a Blancheusse cliff, Trinidad and Tobago, my ear funnels the sounds of roaring, raging, and ravenous waves building, “crescendoing”, and crashing relentlessly and violently along the innocent, vulnerable shoreline. They are travelling in ripples, forming one after another, breaking and gliding towards a receptive beach. Sitting withContinue reading “Waves”