Three weeks after building our snowman, Curley, we were strolling through the New York Botanical Garden, our coats dangling over our arms. Spring is less than a week away, and nothing is more encouraging after a long stressful winter to see crocuses and other pastel-colored buds poking their heads through a softening soil. Even the…
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Winter
Meet Curley, Anna’s first snowman. After these photos were taken, Curley took a bit of a beating from the local street urchins, but then Mike and Anna went back outside, resurrected Curley, and like a Phoenix from the ashes, Curley stood strong again. Then his nose fell, and some kids–not street urchins–helped put his nose…
Dreaming of Quito
After a week in the Galapagos with no luggage, we were pretty sunburned (except for Anna) and ready for more underwear choices. We left Isabela for an overnight in Santa Cruz where we hit the tourist shops and watched iguanas lounging by a hotel pool. The grasshoppers in Santa Cruz are mighty robust-looking and liked…
Scenes from South America
The circuit board in our apartment is busted so our thermostat and heater are having communication problems. Which is why I am blogging at my kitchen table wearing my winter coat, scarf, and hat. Bitter cold days in New Jersey would inspire anyone to reminisce about warmer times. Today is a gray, almost sunless sky…
Isabela
The island of Isabela is as pretty as it sounds. Shaped like a seahorse, Isabela is the largest of the Galapagos archipelago. Across its 4,558 square kilometers lies six sleeping volcanoes. Much of this island is rough and cracked, but at the southeast end below the gaze of the Sierra Negra volcano rests a smalltown…