THIS image exactly captures why I want to go back to Belize. And not only go back but live there. Imagine? Actually living there!? Waking up every single day to yet another gloriously hot sunshiny sky thinking, “What’s uuuup! Wow I’m in BELIZE!!! What am I doing here? Oh right, I LIVE HERE! EEEEEE!!!” So

Even when I was in third grade I thought there was here (at the time ‘here’ was South Africa — the place where everyone in the world lives), and there was this country across the sea called “overseas”. The place my dad went to work, and where all the rich kids in school went on

Oh I forgot to mention in previous posts that a couple of weeks ago I lost my greencard!! Ive been through all my possessions (2 whole bags of stuff), searched the house, the couch, behind the radiators. Morgan, was a total hero and dug through two weeks of maggoty, steaming old garbage with me, while

Thanks to the wonderful healing powers of my dear friend Dragon and his Seawolf Medicine, I have bounced back, in an explosive way that I only remember in my teens.

But don’t be fooled by the cuteness. In the wilds of Colorado she killed a huge hare twice her size, dragged its severed headless body into the cabin and left it as a surprise in Joseph’s closet. That’s my baby girl!!