little Emily's house
San Ignacio at night
a ring around the moon
Midas' guard dog at night, San Ignacio
Tomas' motorcycle
Jose, my night guard, who patrolled the paths outside strangers bedrooms silently, with a machete in hand, to protect us from the wild creatures of the night in the jungle while we slept peacefully to the rhythm of tree frog lullabies...
He was a very nice man, patient with my long exposures.
Tomas, my friend, who taught me to how to spot spiders and hypnotize tarantulas with broken sticks.
late night in caye caulker, a tiny magical island devoid of cars.
Caye Caulker's cemetery nestled into a slightly overgrown very quiet side of the island.
empty lobster cages on the docks at night
