Category: Costa Rica

If there is one word that I’ve heard too often on this trip, its “Sustainability.” Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for it. Its just that I swear I can’t go thirty minutes without hearing the word. Whether we are … Continue reading “Buzzing Ethically: Sustainable Coffee Farming in Monteverde” →

[ˈbər-dər] A birder [ˈbər-dər] is a species of bird-watcher who actively pursues birds. Well, that’s just the beginning of the story. Birders often keep lists; they document species they find; the experienced birders know where species hotspots are located. The … Continue reading “A Lesson’s Motmot’s Lesson by Evan Barnard” →

It begins with a seed. A sticky seed at that. I’m talking about the Strangler Fig – a tree that I have taken an interest in with while studying abroad in Costa Rica. From a distance the it looks like … Continue reading ““Beautiful Destruction” by Tymbre Manning” →

Pick your definition: Hike: To travel by any means (From the good people at Merriam-Webster). Hike: To walk in and among nature, to disconnect from humanity for a moment and immerse oneself in the natural environment (From Yours Truly). Yeah, … Continue reading “Take a Hike by Nixon Norman” →

I discovered the dirt by accident. I was in Costa Rica, taking classes in both Photography and Environmental Journalism. I had just learned the how to control the camera manually in my photography class. I was also on my first … Continue reading “Dirt is the Word by William Antoniades” →

Juan Carlos, our guide through the Monteverde Cloud forest reserve in Costa Rica, seems incapable of not smiling. Even when the rain falls steadily thoroughly drenching his hat and his hood. Even when he talks to a group of seven … Continue reading “Finding a Home in the Forest by Alex Soderstrom” →

Standing on the side of this mountain in Costa Rica; in the heat and humidity, among the bugs and the birds I have never felt more invigorated and overwhelmed. I cannot truly remember the last time I have been aware … Continue reading “Connections by Colleen Hein” →

In the beginning: I am nine years old and on a bus with my 4th grade class to the Okefenokee swamp in South Georgia. As the bus rolls in to the wetlands, our teacher points out the trees, how thin … Continue reading “Coming Full Circle by Jessica Chacko” →