This morning, the sun was out. Then suddenly, as is customary in The Caribbean, out of the blue comes the rain. It wasn’t a heavy downpour; more like that lovely 10-minute refreshing rain that sprinkles through windows, thumps on bright green banana leaves and ushers birds to treetops where they sound their voices while the shower passes.

Birdsongs are replaced by the sound of an enthusiastic weedwacker handler nearby, but the resonance of soft rain lingers in the atmosphere; the evidence of its short visit seen on the surface of leaves now drying in the open air.

As I write this, the sun is shining more brightly and warming up the day.