This island paradise
Lying on a lounger in the shade on a beach in Antigua, glass of piña colada in hand, a good book dog-eared on the table next to me, looking at the turquoise and ultramarine sea and the pale gold sand, the white nicks of sails on the horizon, watching a squadron of pelicans skimming the swell, and the bright yellow bananaquits or iridescent hummingbirds flitting around the dark green foliage: there’s not much better in life than that. At least,