Sunday, August 19th It was Wednesday evening and Old Matt was making dinner while we were hanging out at the picnic table outside the main house, enjoying the breeze and sights of ducklings running around. Nimz, the NOAA seal worker, and Naomi, our Kure manager, were sharing a conversation while I strummed on the guitar […]Read More In between worlds and thoughts – Modern Guilt of a Environmental Conservationist
August 11th, 2017 Kure Atoll. 3 Weeks left. They don’t really go together, but out here they become a kind of rare commodity, some kind of gold. The kind of thing you don’t want to offer, and you feel bad about that, but there just ain’t enough to go around. It’s the kind of thing […]Read More Beer and chocolate: A User’s Guide on How to Give Up Control and Get on with Life.
The sun is already shining brightly in the sky as I walk the path to the main house, passing by the White Terns and Brown Noddys nesting on corners of the concrete buildings. I’m heading to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee, but as I look around I notice something is different this […]Read More The Rest of the Weary