Rebecca Francesca Reuter Puerto
writer, traveler, marine biologist
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 →
My first trip to the Islands was back in 1992. It was to the Big Island. One of my most vivid memories of that trip was the perfumed air. It wasn't the smell of that so-called "fresh scent" that humans have tried to make out of synthetic or petroleum based products that cling to your... Continue Reading →
Rebecca Francesca Reuter Puerto 