Living In The Dominican Republic
Hi, Denise and I sprinted the 65 or 70 kilometers to El Limon on Friday to the lumber yard (“WOOD, ONLY WOOD!”) to get some treated lumber to replace the porch on the bungalow and a few of the elevated walkways over the uneven lava terrain in the garden. It turns out that our jeepeta, […]
Hi, I gave myself a break from intensive gardening today and attended to plumbing issues preparing for Heather and her pal Chad to visit a little over a week from now. I know that she’ll appreciate running water and the perfectly functioning toilet that were my accomplishments today. Houses, like bodies, seem to fare best […]
Hi, Enough with fauna–on to the flora, and the sol, and las playas! (OK, not in that order, but all covered.) I hired Junior, a young Dominican man, to help me whip the garden in to shape, clear the view from your bungalow, and get some of the plants trimmed up nicely. Denise thinks that […]
I’m not making this up, I swear. Denise went to visit our neighbors Sandy and Roy the other day and discovered that Sandy had cut a picture of a frog from a magazine and framed it on the wall above her toilet. I’m not sure who’s adapting to what, but am pretty sure there’s something […]
Hi, I”ve been thinking a little about the fragility of life and a whole range of options for living any of a variety of lives. Once again, I’m liking the concept of Intention as a frame for living, and hope that you won’t find the following insufferable. Perhaps every woman who reads this has experienced […]