Rather than acknowledge the sn*w, here’s a photo of a chicken by a pool in Panama. When I took the photo I was working on the book Visiting Tom. I did most of the final revisions within 50 yards of warm surf. Checking my passport now…
I have at best a passing knowledge of contemporary baseball, but when I was walking on a remote beach in Panama with my Panamanian brother-in-law last winter and this fairly regular-looking middle-aged bald guy strolled past us with his wife, even I recognized the all-time legendary closer (and Panamanian) Mariano Rivera. So I’m sorry to see…View post
We’d been there all day, chasing kids, playing in the surf, dancing around jellyfish… Told my brother-in-law (mi cunado) I needed “five minutes” and when I woke up the sun was at a different angle and the whole family was packed up and gone…but my sister-in-law snuck back down for this shot. Never have had…View post
When it’s time to deliver a load of fish, you don’t want to waste a lot of time looking around for a dock: At the end of the day, the fishermen leave their boats on the beach. But they remove the engines and lock them up. For this guy, the process is pretty straightforward (he…View post
The dogs of Panama. Not dead, just not in a hurry.