This is our balcony. Seeing the palm trees from the balcony is a constant reminder we are not in Oregon anymore. Mornings are spent here drinking coffee before the sun pounds down on it at about 3pm everyday. The balcony is a place for coffee to be sipped, bibles to be read, clothes to be dried on, and the place you run when a moto arrives honking and you don’t know if it is for you or someone else. It provides a place for retreat while being a place of practicalness.
Read MoreOur yard here is much smaller than the one I grew up with, and full of rocks instead of grass. Most houses, including ours, have slatted windows that let in all the heat, sounds, and smells of our neighborhood. We feel like we are outdoors all the time. When we visit the US, being indoors feels sealed off and so quiet! The DR doesn’t have big public green spaces or parks like the US, so on the coast where we live, if you want to be outdoors in nature, you’re pretty limited to the beach.
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