A peaceful morning full of promise filters through the trees and mingles with a dewy sun over the Nest. Those of you who’ve been here can more easily recall the quietness that envelops this place. The meditative manner of chickens clucking and scratching the earth. The pleasantly confusing flight of blue butterflies. And things here have been pretty much unchanged. Our infirmary is nearly complete and I’m moving in the last of the supplies, equipment, and furniture. We also h

Usually I find the space to write these blogs in the very early mornings, as the jungle comes to life. Tonight however, the sun has faded many hours ago, and the envelope of darkness seems to frighten even the beam and reach of my flashlight. I wish I had the bravery and courage of our Nest dogs, who go barking and chasing things that go bump in the night with reckless ambition. But I think it’s appropriate for this blog to be born out of fear and darkness. After years of spi

Next month will mark the fourth year since Karina and I first arrived full-time here in Costa Rica. To be sure, it’s been a near constant...

Late afternoon at the end of my work day last week, I was packing up my motorcycle for the trip back home. It had been a long hot day,...