No I’m not talking of that Keith Partridge and his puka shell beads either! When men decide to define who women are. We don’t have partridges here in Costa Rica, so here’s the most plentiful bird here, the humble free-range chicken trespassing over my wall. I don’t want to start with the nasty words of…
Not Gerry, but my favorite photograph of a Howler Monkey I’ve taken during my years in Costa Rica. Taken right outside my studio window. One of the expats who lives near us that I’ve gotten the biggest kick out of through the years is a guy named Gerry. Brilliant guy, I would venture to say…
Panel of an angel beating a man hanging over the front door of a local Catholic church. With that image in my mind I don’t think I’ll ever visit there! Stumbled across this email I wrote more than three years ago to the church board of the church we attended here in Costa Rica. I…