Plastic Farm AnimalsCamille lives with her soul mate Bob in the back woods of central North Carolina where she hikes, gardens, cooks, and writes.
Bob’s big toe on his right foot is black and blue. Two days ago, he slammed it into the old tool dresser he was cleaning out. It was so sore, he could hardly walk on it. This was bad timing, considering that the next day he would be bringing a flatbed truck up to the […]
Many have reacted with concern for our safety upon hearing that we are moving to Nicaragua. We take this reaction with a grain of salt given the prevalence of fearfulness in America today. Nevertheless, we decided to have a look at the facts. Measured in rates per 100,000 people, we looked to the World Health […]
It is Sunday. I go for a long walk. Sunday is a good day to walk because the traffic isn’t as bad. It is a bright, blustery, wet, winter’s day on Maui. I head off down Makawao Avenue, holding onto the bill of my ballcap to keep it from blowing off. For the first half […]
The awesome power of a bored brain In 11 days, Bob and I leave Maui with no plans to return. A couple of days ago, I came across a road kill rat during one of my walks. It surprised me, not because I have never seen road kill, or dead rats, or even road kill […]
When I close my eyes at night, I am walking up this path, north across the island. There are no sirens, no dodging of cars, no blinding lights. Only the singing of insects and the feel of the earth beneath my feet.