Instead, there's been a birth: to H and H, a son; to G, a nephew; to me, a grandson.
Things at False Bluff, on Nicaragua's Caribbean coast, continue to develop...to change, to grow. Nature doesn't stop even when a pandemic throws a barricade at us. We're not on site but nature has continued to develop the plans that we laid out more than 10 years ago....and it just gets better and better.
