It's the people walking along the side of the road that wave and smile at you for no real reason.
It's the constant lullaby of the waves that surrounds my house every moment, night and day.
It's the nuances of the honking cars that means hello/I'm passing you/go ahead/don't do that.
It's the offers for help as soon as you appear to need it, but before you have to ask.
It's the array of colors that are so vivid you wish you could bottle them.
And above all, is the light that shines through amazing clouds, drapes everything in gold or pink or any color of the rainbow.

I'd like to think I've always been able to identify something extraordinarily beautiful, but I don't think I have not ever been able to understand it fully before moving here.
You see, it has as much to do with the subject as it does with the WILLINGNESS of the beholder to just SEE.

Beauty is deep and rich and cannot be unfolded or explained in a few moments.
Beauty is as appealing from space as it is from a few yards away and it remains fascinating up close.
Beauty makes you lost and speechless while being with it, looking at it, studying it, talking to it.

It's the shiny peach fuzz hair on my daughter's cheek when she smiles in the sun.
It's the fortified color and clarity of the water and the rainbow above it.
It's the twinkle in my son's eye as he's about to do something he isn't supposed to.
It's the way dinner tastes when you've worked so hard to make it from scratch.
It's the way you sink into the mattress after a day of chasing children at the beach.
It's the gentle glow of the moon and the million visible stars that beam above like a protective night light.


Anguilla is stunningly beautiful - yes - but that's not it.... that's not what makes this island special after being gone for a month and a half.
What is magical about this place to me is that it gives me the ability to SEE beauty in everything.... everywhere!