Rebecca Francesca Reuter Puerto
writer, traveler, marine biologist
Today I give thanks to this happy couple. My parents - circa 1969 at Banff or Glacier NP. They represent what the United States of America is all about. A country of compassion. A country of opportunity. A country where an economic refugee from Germany and a political refugee from Cuba, could meet, fall in... Continue Reading →
I prayed for rain. I prayed for weather that reflected my mood. I wasn't feeling sunny, mostly sunny, or partly sunny. I wasn't feeling summery. I was feeling mostly cloudy. My mood was autumn rolling into winter. The rain began Saturday - a trip to Lanai reminded me of my Pacific NW home and I... Continue Reading →
A quick trip off Oahu was the perfect cure for island fever. Especially, when the island plus the weather reminded me of home - the Pacific NW. Tall Cook pines, thick clouds, and misty rain had me wondering what kind of spell I was under all day long. Perhaps I was on an island in... Continue Reading →
Dear Super Moon, You looked splendid tonight. Your rouge-like aura when you first emerged above the horizon made me wonder if you were a bit angry. Did Mars tell you something that pissed you off? Did he tell you that you are not made of rock, but of cheese? My sweet, you do look beautiful... Continue Reading →
Grounding. Solace. Alone again, after a great weeklong visit with my brother, I felt pulled to take a walk among plant life. I needed their help to remember how to feel rooted on this Earth. I needed their help to remember the diversity of life. I needed their help to remember that life can happen... Continue Reading →
Ah paradise, you are my Shangri La, the place where there are no worries, food is plentiful, play no work, and I will never get old. Who am I kidding? Not you I hope. The food is not free. The housing isn't either. And there are chores to do. Thanks to my neighbor monopolizing the... Continue Reading →
Love with abandon. You have heard this adage before. You have wished for it. You may have decided you will never know what this means. But you are experiencing it right now, every day, every hour, every minute. You are loving Earth with abandon. You think she will support you. You think she will always... Continue Reading →
When I first arrived in the islands, I was told that most people work two jobs in order to afford living here. In other words, folks who live here, don't have many days off. I have taken this to heart and am trying to make the most of my days off. After all my weekend... Continue Reading →
A picture is worth many stories. This photo tells the story of island driving. There are surprise lane closures - for trimming back the overgrown foliage- that then cause backups. Then there is the motorcyclist who is ready for a long road trip in the Pacific NW with leather jacket, pants, and boots, plus several... Continue Reading →
DelMar and I went on an adventure Sunday morning. First we road to the trailhead for Kaiwa Ridge aka Pillbox. This hike goes straight up for about a quarter mile. It was a moderately hard trail but the views were worth it. After the hike, we road to the beach for a swim before heading... Continue Reading →
Rebecca Francesca Reuter Puerto 