It´s late afternoon and every living creature are preparing to face the mysteries of night. The concert of frogs deserves to be recorded. Two storks pass flying over my humanity. I´m submerged waist-deep in muddy wat...
It's
been a long, cold winter. I could not stop thinking about going back to the
North to fish golden dorados. Early September is approaching and with it, the
trip to Esquina that we have been planning for months.
The c...