From one island to another

Just a little reminder to myself that on a sunny little island in the Atlantic Ocean, the air is fresh with sea breezes, under bare-feet there is warm sand, tastes of outdoor coffees, sounds of palm tree leaves and waves washing the shoreline.

On this little island in the Atlantic Ocean, the air is cheek-reddening cold, under thick socks and boots the ground is hard and wet, noisy percussion of sleet bouncing of roof and window.

Two little islands, thousands of miles apart . . . just a little reminder to myself :)