usvi + bvi.

we flew down to the virgin islands for a wedding and made a week of it. because the long labor day weekend, because summer's last dance, because my christopher had a 28th birthday. st. john was our home base, but we explored the british virgin islands by catamaran and spent our last day and night lazing on st. thomas.

these islands—what magic. all bluest blues and whitest whites and keeping company with sun-dappled creatures under the sea. bougainvillea grows wildly across the islands and time passes slowly, in an otherworldly sort of way. goats and chickens roam freely, cabs are trucks with open beds and no doors, drivers arrive when they arrive and leave when they leave, and there seems to be no rhyme or reason to any of it except you just know down deep that there is.