The Only Way I Saw a Reflection of Myself Was in Pond Water

Colour was not a part of your uprn, it was not when i got to tonassau. I spent ten and a half years in that semi primitive community. The only way i saw a reflection of myself was in pond water,. or in a piece of broken glass from a rum bottle. My mother would go into the forest and find stones, sometimes as much as 50 pounds, 30 pounds larger still. And she would bring them home, and she would sit under an almond tree with a great big, broad straw hat on her head. She would pound that stone into smaller stones, and then the smallert stones into gravel. A guy would come by once every three or four