March 29 - A Dog Who Is The Centre Of Someone's World Doesn't Much Like It When He's Not Always The Centre Of Yours

It's a grandson day
Long walk at Panama Flats
Dyson seems jealous

March 28 - So She Says, "Why Can't I Walk On The Mat Like Them?" And I Remind Her That They Are 10

At last, a pool swim
R tackles the long red mat
Zac comes for the night

March 27 - Paul Goes Off For A Daysit While R And I Have A Moderately Successful Play Date With A Gym Friend

Nice house they've got here
Two cats with chubby faces
'Bracey' and Butters

March 26 - And Suddenly, There Is No Shortage Of Organizations Ready To Talk About Their Issues

Calls are flooding in
Reminds me of column days
Guess I touched a nerve

March 25 - I Can Almost Hear My Mom's Voice Saying, "Surely It's As Easy To Back A Winner As A Loser, Jody"

My instinct is to
pull alongside lost causes
love last year's lipstick

March 24 - Such A Social Day As We Accept Two Meal Invites And Even Do An Accompanied Dog Walk To Gonzalez

Day starts with waffles
and ends with a roast chicken
Earl Grey tea with Deb

March 23 - Car Ride North For A Facilitation With New Acquaintances

Crisis in Duncan
Can this non-profit be saved?
As it turns out, yes

March 22 - When You Ask People To Send You Their Concerns, And They Do

Yikes, work's piling up
Be careful what you wish for
Issues flooding in

March 21 - The Second Of Two Vaccinations And Here's Hoping It Really Does Last For Life

Shingles shot hits me
But the late-night Peers podcast
goes on anyway

March 20 - Paw Patrol On The Big Screen Veers Into The Usual Good-Evil Paradigm That R Understandably Hates

R's first real movie
Why must there be a villain?
Poor girl leaves in tears

March 19 - The New Realities Make It Much Harder To Just Sit Back And Enjoy A Warm, Sunny Day

Shorts and t-shirt day
I love it but it scares me
Should March be like this?

March 18 - So Do I Pick Crazy Jobs, Or Do I Create Them?

Work. Work. Work. Work. Work.
But then fish and chips for two
Like old Oak Bayites

March 17 - I Did Not Need This Down Vest

Mount Doug walk with D
His face when he sees rock cliffs
says this is all new

March 16 - This Has Been A Pretty Nice Week For Transitioning Out Of A Sunny Time Away

Got to be outside
Anderson Hill starts the day
Piano at night

March 15 - I Do Seem To Socialize More When Alone

Paul's off to party

Dyson and I walk to Kim’s

to drink too much wine

March 14 - Unclear What Dyson Makes Of Our Habitat-Building, But At Least He's Off-Leash With Friends

Three small wiggly eels

Strange things you find under rocks

when on a crab hunt

March 13 – First Day Back With R And She's Even More Conscious Of Words, Meanings, Moods, Context, And A Whole Lot Of Other Subtleties That Most Three-Year-Olds Pay No Attention To

Off to Heffalump

“I don’t like to wait!” she says

Way of the world, kid

March 12 - This Day Is All About Work, But With Good Internet

It’s procurement day

Here I come, hunting numbers

Scene’s worse than I thought

March 11 – Home Again Home Again Jiggedy-Jog

Head is travel-thick

Dyson wants sticks thrown just right

R wants us to stay

March 10 – From San Pedro To Vancouver As Paul Grits His Teeth Next To An Insanely Chatty Navy Guy

Head down. Get ‘er done

A plane crash is in the news

Luckily, not ours

March 9 – The Usual Mediocre Travel Day And Arrival To Booming Dance Music At Our San Pedro Hostel, Though The Motivation To Eat A Late-Night Gringa At Donde Ophelia’s Next Door Turns Out To Be A Good One

Ferry’s a wild ride

Bus drags on; my elbows hurt

A crash delays us

March 8 – A Greyish Start To The Day Finally Gets Us To The Utila Chocolate Place At The End Of Firehall Road

A cookie bowl, please

Fuels me for a final swim

Gonna miss you, fish

March 7 – A Small Evening Gathering Marks Our First Meal At Mango Tango

Fifty bucks for two

Not bad at home, but here? Whoa!

Plantain-battered shrimp

March 6 – You Know That Feeling When Someone Keeps Telling The Same Stories And Turns All Of Your Stories Into Stories About Them?

Girls’ day at the dock

Being pleasant gets harder

I need to go home

March 5 – Two Rowdy Nights In A Row At The Normally Peaceful Apartments Remind Me That Mostly I Can Still Sleep Through Any Central American Craziness

Crazy night of fights

Two guys, cell stolen, drama

At least there's no guns

March 4 – In Which The Wind Dies Completely And All Is Still And Hot, And The Drunk Canadian Guys Throw A Rager Party

Airport’s amazing

I float for two long hours

Glad to have survived

March 3 – At The Dock

Usual suspects

That’s how Kenner describes us

We can take the heat

March 2 – Sweet Jesus, Is There No Escape?

On this small platform

there’s nowhere to run from those

who won't stop talking          

March 1 – I Eat A Half-Order Of Really Good Nachos But Wish For A Bit More Of A Breeze

Paul’s down with the poos

I’m off to Neptune’s solo

Strange burrfish awaits

Feb 28 – Sometimes I Really Regret Having Portable Work

Phew, newsletter’s out

Alone time with a good book

The wind's relentless

Feb 27 – In Which I Stick Around The Place To Be Able To Say Goodbye And Get Through The Stuff From Home I’ve Been Stalling On

Boy and girl go home

I get work done but hate it

Still. Good for the sting

Feb 26 – The Day I Spot The Porcupine Fish Courting And We Stay Up Late For D's Last Night

What, it’s 11??

We hang out late on the deck

High on puffer love

Feb 25 - When The Waves Are Snorkel-High And Every Stroke Is Tough, Just Sit It Out

Crazy wind blows up

Even I can’t stay out long

Great chat with Dianne

Feb 24 – A Wonderful Day On Water Cay Courtesy Of The Indomitable And Impossible To Understand Captain Fred

Miss Betty takes us

Trip home is some kind of rough

Wetter than swimming

Feb 23 – Scratch-Belly Stays Home To Heal Up While The Girls Go To Coral View

If you hang with me

you’re going to get a sunburn

M learns the lesson

Feb 22 – Was It Last Night’s Ham Sandwich? The JW Woman Says It’s Going Around

Belly’s acting up

No Water Cay today, kids

Though I walk to town

Feb 21 – A Treacherous Entry Into Airport But Then, Reward. For Daniel, An Enormous Belly Scratch

Octopus below!

Grey and white, blobbed on the sand

Oh, for long fins now

Feb 20 – Pretty Good Performance By The Woman Who Has Never Even Had Her Face In The Ocean Up To Now

M is getting brave

We snorkel left at Coral

Along the abyss

Feb 19 – Barely A Foot Into The Airport Sea Only To Stumble Upon A Surprise In The Sand

Stung by a stingray

Wisely, I opt to rush home

seeking hot water

Feb 18 – Reflections On A Snorkel At The Preternaturally Calm Airport Beach, Where We’ve Finally Found A Decent Entry

Fish get a bliss face

When being cleaned by gobies

These are still, hot days

Feb 17 - Down The Road For Dinner At Second Wind, Though They Sure Don't Get The Same Sunset

Big margaritas

Yup, time for a Bill dinner

Snapper is divine

Feb 16 - In Which We Forget That Two People Need Fewer Treats Than Four

Too much fun and sun

We’re both woozy, nearly faint

Wishing for trade winds

Feb 15 – "Home" Again And Glad To Be Here

Yay, we catch the 9!

In no time I’m snorkelling

Then Bill gets us drunk

Feb 14 – Valentine’s Day As We Return For Yet Another Night In Tocoa, Which Means The Cheap Restaurant Jacks Its Prices And The Hotel Is Full Up

Belly’s not so good

Cocobila. Fried fish. Drive.

Tocoa’s got hearts

Feb 13 – A Very Big Wind On The Return Across The Lagoon Gives Everybody A Sunburn And Tests Whether We Are Nervous Types

Big boat day to Brus

We hit what we can, eat fish

Blow back to our camp

Feb 12 – In Which The Security Guy Passes By At Midnight To Bring Our Shoes Inside Before Villagers From Away Steal Them

In the truck by 6

First stop, the Mirasol school

Raista for the night

Feb 11 – The Memory Of A Landmark, Required When Nobody Gets In Touch: Ferreteria Lesvi

Nicaragua years

serve me well to walk to CASM

As always, no choice

Feb 10 – If Only the Utila Ferry Schedule And Our Needs Aligned Better

Catch the 6 a.m.

Oh, yay, a Tocoa day

Pool is packed with kids

Feb 9 - Stuck On The Walkway At Coral View While The Sea Blows Up All Wild And New Weather Moves In

I grab bits of sun

But end up crouched near the wall

Waiting out the rain

Feb 8 – In Which My Pledge To Be Careful Goes Out The Window As I Swim In What Is Likely Pretty Nasty Water Awfully Close To The Dirty Lagoon

Seahorse under dock

I plunge in, scratching my leg

on the dock pilings