Plastic Farm AnimalsCamille lives with her soul mate Bob in the back woods of central North Carolina where she hikes, gardens, cooks, and writes.
I don’t know how many times I walked past this cow skull before noticing it was there. It hangs on the edge of the roof to the Internet Café, which adjoins our house. When I finally did notice it, I was surprised at how green it is. Having lived in the Midwest, I expect old […]
Mateo, our chef, likes to refer to our experience on Little Corn Island as “Gilligan’s Island meets Lord of the Flies.” Our experience, since arriving a month ago supports his description. Due to unusually high winds and torrential rains, transport to and from the island has been a bit spotty. All people wishing to get […]
In case you are wondering what people on a remote Nicaraguan Island do to pass the time, here is a picture of our dartboard at Casa Iguana.
The other night after dinner, I stepped outside to find my slippers for the walk home. There were more than 20 pairs of slippers parked outside the dining lodge. I gazed at them for a few seconds before panic set in. None of them were mine! How was I going to get home? Oh sure, […]
As the numbers roll in from the Asian Tsunami disaster, I am sitting on a small island. We have had some dramatic, high-sea-rain-lashing-sideways storms lately. These storms were violent enough to keep people from either leaving or arriving on island. The combination of the weather and news of a horrific disaster made me promise to […]