Island Woman's Culebra

What happens on Culebra doesn't always stay on Culebra...

Friday, November 22, 2013

Words are Insufficient

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  Nov. 23, 1963: A solitary mourner paused with his hand over his heart in front of a portrait of John F. Kennedy in the window of Hamm...
Thursday, November 21, 2013

Hooray for the Red, White and Blue

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Yesterday was a banner day for me, getting stitches out and having a chat with my surgeon about what was what and what was to be. He said it...
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Tuesday, November 19, 2013

not so tiny temporary home tuesday ~ a visitor in our midst

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every year we watch the harbour as boats and ships come and go (what is the difference between a boat and a ship, mj? good question !) and o...
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Here is a slice of a life on Culebra, a tiny island between Puerto Rico and the Virgin Islands (if I'm not on Culebra, that's where I'll be posting from, wherever that is). Listen closely for surf crashing on sand and roosters crowing. There's salty air, sweat and storms; beauty and beasties. A real life in Paradox from someone easily entertained.
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