Just your average jungle birthday
I’m not sure when midnight snuck by in the near-perfect darkness to officially begin my birthday, but I’m guessing it had already started when I got up, back sore from the bare wood… Continue reading
I’m not sure when midnight snuck by in the near-perfect darkness to officially begin my birthday, but I’m guessing it had already started when I got up, back sore from the bare wood… Continue reading
Animals have half the answer. They don’t worry, plan, or stress about abstract possibilities; they live in the present moment only, heeding past lessons but not dwelling on them. That’s humanity’s gift,… Continue reading
It turns out that the quarter-century old impressions of a six year old are not necessarily accurate. Because that was the last time I rode a horse, and I remembered the feel of… Continue reading
Since leaving Costa Rica I have been surprised at how little wildlife is left (or at least visible) in this part of the world (no offense Colombia) so I had my doubts about… Continue reading