It’s an interesting sort of birthday this year… All I really want I can’t have…I want the electoral college to save our nation, the suffering in Syria and every where else to somehow end, and Bill’s cancer to go away. Consequently, I’m having a… Read more »
Our Tropical Journal
Bienvenidos. Here's our place to share finca and island news, memories from guests, as well as ideas, recipes, and assorted ramblings from the hammock...
Remember that post…way back last winter, when I proclaimed “This is where and how it would happen?” Ahhh. Such confidence. Such naïveté. Even at my age. I showed my little makeshift desk in the quiet corner of Casa Nueva, drenched in that first sweet honeyed-morning light, surrounded by the day’s early twitterings of birds and… Read more »
Even time in a hammock has highs and lows. Even life here in “Paradise” (a term I actually never use to describe this complex little island of ours) can get down right challenging. Seems like no matter where we live these days, the challenges are harder to escape. They’re environmental, political, socio-economic, racial, and educational…. Read more »
It’s sort of funny to think of aging hippies as business people, but we can be. As “radically left,” and dedicated to the common good as I strive to be; as off-beat and casual (aka quirky, wacky) as I hear I am, I’m figuring out I’m a business person, an entrepreneur — by choice, by… Read more »
At pre-dawn; dark with a wash of lightening periwinkle to the southeast, behind the lace of the silhouetted flamboyan tree, one or two last strong stars, before they bow out, and the backdrop of last cheeps and chirps. They change at this time of day, from the all night bug chatter to birds. And these… Read more »