This week was exhausting. No one told me that wielding a paint brush and hauling paint tins, would be such a work out. After painting windows, walls and floors for three days, my body ached. So, it was with pleasure that I supped in the evening cool of said room. As the evening stars peeked … Continue reading Seaview Gardens: Dinning on breakfast in the Sunroom
As the heat intensifies, the changes on my mom’s house progresses.
I thought it too much, to expect us to bear this persistent summer’s heat under the present conditions. According to official weather records, earth has seen 12 straight months of record temperatures in 137 years, of record keeping. The planet is only getting hotter.
So, I am making major, but cost efficient changes to the house; until I can build us an AC-ed mansion on the hill.
Since Friday, I added on a patio or veranda section to the house, so that we can leave the original front door and windows open in the nights.
The construction is not yet complete, however, today there was a vast difference with the air circulation.
I will share the pictures below.
As the heat intensifies, the changes on my mom’s house progresses.
I thought it too much, to expect us to bear this persistent summer’s heat under the present conditions. According to official weather records, earth has seen 12 straight months of record temperatures in 137 years, of record keeping. The planet is only getting hotter.
So, I am making major, but cost efficient changes to the house; until I can build us an AC-ed mansion on the hill.
Since Friday, I added on a patio or veranda section to the house, so that we can leave the original front door and windows open in the nights.
The construction is not yet complete, however, today there was a vast difference with the air circulation.
I will share the pictures below.
I lie in bed, feeling like a beached dolphin. The heat is caressing my skin in the most intimate ways; it's intolerable. My handyman, jack of all trades and community troublemekker, Manny, came by this weekend, because I had to pull em out, fix em up and plug em in. What you ask? My fans! … Continue reading Seaview Gardens: Summer 2016, Roshan and Biscayne Bay on Double Duty by Denise Fyffe
I feel like a Popsicle that has been licked and discarded in the park at high noon. Icky! My pillows are drinking my sweat and 2:00 a.m. feels more like 12:00 noon. It is just the first week in May and already the temperatures are unbearable. Two weeks ago, the temperatures in Seaview Gardens jumped … Continue reading Seaview Gardens: Summer 2016, Melting Popsicle by Denise N. Fyffe
Summer in Jamaica, unofficially, starts mid April. Over the last three years, the heat sits upon the land, like a fat rhino in labour, refusing to budge. April showers has been downgraded to April trickles. Kingston and St. Andrew sees very little rain compared to previous years. Seaview Gardens sees even less. Last year, … Continue reading Seaview Gardens: April Showers or Trickles? by Denise N. Fyffe
It's funny how a heat wave can get you to consider wearing new things. Slips have never been my thing, but 96 degrees or higher in the shade...has made them the only sane choice. I can't believe it has taken me over a dozen years, to stash my tom boy ways and agree to even … Continue reading Seaview Gardens: Summer 2016, The Clothing of Choice by Denise N. Fyffe
The Spanish Town Road area is considered a built up area and as such the speed limit is 50km. Mind you this is tad bit slow for certain sections, but it is definitely warranted at this major thoroughfare. I have seen many vehicles passing me so fast, I am left in fumes and a mirage of their tail end.
The stoplight on Spanish Town Road and Seaview Gardens intersection is a scary place for any motorists or pedestrian. You never know if the drivers who drive by will be breaking lights or breaking bodies.
One of the scariest times of year is the Christmas season. During this time, I approach the intersection, with the fear of God in my heart and a prayer on my lips. December 2014, was especially memorable, because every time I was at that stoplight, at least six cars on both sides of the road ran the light, including Trucks.
Earlier this year, the stoplight changed to allow us to come across the intersection, but I heard the horn of a large truck speeding from the six miles side, having no intention to stop, even though the lights changed at least 4 seconds before. My car was half way…
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I want to disturb my neighbour,
‘Cause I’m feelin’ so right;
I want to turn up my disco,
Blow them to full watts tonight, eh! – Bob MarleyRead in between those lines.
disturbing the peace excuse
Bob Marley‘s “Draw bad card’, yes, that’s what pumping on this lane in Seaview Garden’s at 6:00 o’clock in the evening. The next door neighbor seem to be mouthing whomever triggered a week of quiet. It was blessed peace that reigned when the ‘siphoners‘ of electricity got abruptly disconnected.
The uneventful and quiet weekend was duly shattered when the words of our pioneer Reggae singer, Bob Marley, were chanted with bravado.
You a-go tired fe see me face;
Can’t get me out of the race.
Oh, man, you said I’m in your place
And then you draw bad cyard –I want to disturb my neighbour,
‘Cause I’m feelin’ so right;
I want to turn up my disco,
Blow them to full watts tonight, eh! –
Read in between those lines. Even though there is a…
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By: Denise N. Fyffe You know when he is not the right one from the get go. You just want a piece. Why even bother with something you know is not going to work? For the good times? What happens if there are no good times? Then, you have simply wasted time accumulating more baggage. … Continue reading Short Story: Excerpt from Gray Shades, Wasting time and accumulating baggage (Nia) by Denise N. Fyffe
By: Denise N. Fyffe The hunter or the prey, who would u bet on; especially if the prey becomes the hunter. "So sick of this double standard marble pot called Earth," Mya thinks to herself. One set of rules for men and another for women. Tis a pity, they have lame, idiotic and misguided ideas … Continue reading Short Story: Excerpt from Gray Shades, A Preying Hunter (Mya) by Denise N. Fyffe
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