Plastic Farm AnimalsCamille lives with her soul mate Bob in the back woods of central North Carolina where she hikes, gardens, cooks, and writes.
For a number of reasons, Bob and I are no longer managing Casa Iguana on Little Corn Island. Most notable of those reasons was being on call 24-hours a day with little or no uninterrupted time. A secondary factor was our inability to adapt ourselves to the role of hospitality hosts. And then there was […]
On the surface, it appears that Bob and I are low impact guests on planet Earth. For years we have lived in 500 square feet or less, meticulously processing our garbage, baking our own bread, transporting ourselves without using fossil fuel, avoiding animal products and wearing the same clothes. We have even gone so far […]
How many times did you hear your grandparents say, “The world is going to hell in a handbasket?” If you are a baby boomer like me, you probably heard this phrase at least once. At the time I heard these words, I attributed it to the cynical world view of the elderly. As far as […]
On a recent trip through the Managua and Miami Airports we were confounded by a strange sight. Shrink-wrapped luggage? What will they think of next? Our first reaction to the latest phenomenon in airport security was disbelief. It seemed like a mistake at first. Standing in the check in line at the Managua Airport we […]
I was walking the dog home from the front side when we encountered a young brahma bull. Kimo was pretty sure she didn’t want to mess with an animal this big but the bull was curious. About the time the cream colored animal broke into a trot, I was forced into a decision. Hang onto […]