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  • Ahhh, retirement…I can’t imagine any place I’d rather be than living on a beach in some tropical paradise, hashing out that novel that’s been festering for a couple of years. The solitude and beauty of being surrounded by an abundant tapestry of plants and a staggeringly diverse wildlife are inspiring. Where better to fulfill my…

  • We moved to a tropical locale way south of the border to get away from all of the dirty politics and divisive narratives in the States. When we tune into cable news, we are horrified at how toxic life is back there, and it’s only escalating as the Presidential campaign madness shifts into high gear.…

  • Green Season has arrived. Which is a poetic way of saying the celestial rain faucets have been turned on for the next few months. A great opportunity to check for roof leaks and drainage blockages around the house, among other things. For me, I bring out my winter wardrobe, which consists of beach dresses made…

  • The “holiday” season is upon us. It’s been decades since visions of stuffed turkeys and luminescent evergreens have filled my heart with child-like glee. Over the years it’s been more about a gnawing angst of treasures lost. Of family gone, but not from this earth. Transmogrified memories have taken on a life of their own,…

  • Well, the good news is that democracy has held on in the US by the skin of its teeth. But those teeth are weaker and more brittle than ever. Well, maybe not ever. The Civil War posed quite the threat. Be that as it may, looking to the future, we’ll never evolve to a better…

  • So much at stake.  Ojalá, it’s not too late… I have always been a hopeless believer in the goodness of humanity. That the probity and integrity in all of us will prevail, given time. My heart is breaking as that belief is being put to the ultimate test. I’m at the point where I just…

  • Yeah, it’s still raining. And raining. And raining. Record amounts of lluvia this season, with no relief in sight. It has something to do with La Niña, or so they say. The infrastructure of the whole southern Osa peninsula is disintegrating before our very eyes. Suffice it to say, we’ve already had over 9 meters…

  • Kind of ironic that I’m sitting on my terrace polishing my manuscript as I look out on blue skies and a clear view of the whale’s tail. The first sunny day in weeks, and here I am complaining about the rain. Not complaining, really, just already tired of the damp, humid, and coolish weather that…

  • The buzzing of a chainsaw has my gut in knots. How can I protest the deforestation of the rainforest when I’m part of the very problem that I doth protest? Our neighbors are going batshit crazy over building more and more rentals on their properties, because if one is good, three is better? The same…

Judy Richter

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