Jumping off the deep end and landing in paradise


Motorcycles and Machetes

Once a nurse, always a nurse. It doesn’t matter if I’m in a busy metropolitan city working in a big, shiny, trauma hospital or here in the jungle using my front porch as an...


My plate is full.

Along the lines of my last post regarding farm living and the unfortunate (for him) demise of our pig, here’s a sample of the lighter side of our farm. Along with that pork roast...