Rogue Hemispheres
We live between hemispheres — a migratory life spent half year in the rural quiet of coastal Maine, half in the dry-season warmth of the hills of Guanacaste, Costa Rica.
Summer in Maine is alive with ocean energy and green abundance. As winter draws nature inward to ice and snow there, Guanacaste opens into months of warm, endless days in the hills of the tropical dry forest until the rains return in May, and Maine awakens once more.
In both spectacular places, the same questions guide: How to live well where we are, express gratitude, listen, learn, connect, and belong?
This is a pictorial journal of a seasonal hemispheric migration.
“Rogue//to strike out on an independent path//to be in defiance of established customs//operating outside convention//playfully mischevious”