Our Costa Rican hometown of Atenas is, in contrast to that other, slightly older Atenas, a slow-paced small town nestled into the hills rimming the Valle Central. This central valley stretches like an oversized comma from the Golfo de Nicoya in the Pacific ocean to our capital city of San José. The new central valley […]Read more "Art Fair at ‘El Rincón de Nana’ Atenas, Costa Rica"
In less than one month, we will be traveling back to Texas for a while. So, as I sit here on a lazy afternoon in Atenas, Costa Rica, completely fogged in, wind gusts ruffling palm fronds, steel drum tattoos of hard rain on the roof, so loud, you can’t hear any other sounds, with the […]Read more "Cloudy Cerebrations of a Fuddled Fuddy-duddy"
And the mystery continues. Our first clutch of swallows this year had to cope with their dead father, sticking upside down in their midst à la Edgar Allen Poe, while mother fluttered helplessly about in agitation. Now the entire second clutch disappeared overnight. What evil lurks on my porches in the darkness of night? I need not […]Read more "The Case of the Nebulous Nestlings"
Don’t you just love our spiffy youngsters? There’re still some stray down feathers sticking up, here and there, but overall we’re looking at a nice line-up of roughly 16 to 18 day old, well fed swallow hatch-to-fledge-lings. And because they’re going to fly off into the sunset soon, I will once more show you a series […]Read more "Domestic Desaster Descends"