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UGACR Butterfly Collection

Sword-tailed, orange-barred, and zebra — butterflies come in all shapes and sizes. Their variety of patterns and colors can communicate a warning, assume a disguise, or disappear in the backdrop of the forest.
UGA Costa Rica has a beautiful collection of more than 400 specimens found on and around our campus in San Luis. Many hours of work have gone into finding and preserving these specimens, some of which are very rare. The scientific value of such a collection cannot be understated as it has shown an unexpected diversity of species in a small area. Also, it preserves a future record of the rarest butterflies and those that are perhaps disappearing.
Here are photos of some of our most dazzling and fascinating specimens.

Learning About Bats at UGACR

140806_kdi_MistNets022Costa Rica is often admired for its species diversity, and bat species are no exception. Although Costa Rica only occupies 0.03% of the world’s land mass, 12% of bat species around the world can be found here.

UGACR naturalists get the chance to see these animals up close. Our Head Naturalist Arturo Cruz Obando sets up mist nets along some of our trails. Mist nets are made of fine netting to catch bats as they fly through open areas. They form a curtain that begins a few inches off the forest floor and can rise about seven feet in the air. This is important because it allows for the capture of a range of bats who fly at different heights in the forest. Of course, there are other bats that fly high above in the canopy that will not be caught by such nets.


Bats navigate by echolocation, or the use of sound to map the location of the landscape and potential food. Although humans usually cannot hear the sounds emitted by bats, they can reach the energetic intensity of the noise from a jet plane. Unprotected, the bat’s ears would be damaged by such a loud sound. But the bat’s ear muscles contract during the most intense period of sound and release a moment later to receive the echo. This protects the ears of the bat without compromising the intensity of the sound it sends out.


Bats are also an important part of the ecosystem. Insect-eating bats hold in check populations of insects, some of which are pests. Bats also pollinate and disperse seeds. While many animals, including birds and monkeys effectively disperse seeds, bats have the distinction of doing so in areas without trees. In these areas, bat dispersed seeds can grow into the pioneer species that begin the process of reforestation.

Information from Mammals of Costa Rica, by Mark Wainwright 

Happy Mother’s Day

Xenia Cruz Rodriguez and Lili Fuentes are one mother-daughter duo working on campus at UGA Costa Rica.

Happy Mother’s Day! August 15th is Mother’s Day in Costa Rica. Today is a national holiday and many people will spend the day celebrating their mothers. Here are a few mothers among our UGA Costa Rica staff. Today we hope they are honored and treasured for all their love and hard work!


“The most wonderful thing that God has given to me is being the mother of my three children.”

Amalia Rodriguez Delgado (Christian, 28; Susan, 21; Josue, 19)

“Being a mother is the best experience in life. Our children are the most wonderful thing to happen.”

Mabis Trejos Garro (Emily, 21; Luis Alonso, 18; Jose Andre, 16)


 “Being a mother is the biggest blessing. It is more beautiful than life.”

Lili Fuentes (Jose Pablo, 7)

“Being a mother is the greatest gift that God has given me, and being a mother of four girls makes me very happy.”

Xenia Cruz Rodriguez (Lidieth, 27; Karen, 22; Melissa, 20; Ericka, 17)

 “Being a mother means that I get to share in the joy of my daughter’s experiences. I wait, in awe, as she grows to become a wonderful woman.” 

Sandy Neps (Celia, 11)

Alto San Luis School Fair

This week students from the Alto San Luis elementary school (Escuela de los Altos de San Luis) invited the community to a special event full of performances and projects. The girls wore long, colorful skirts to perform traditional Costa Rican dances while the boys wore hats and handkerchiefs. The girls also performed a more modern dance.

The students presented their science projects as well. Experiments ranged from a demonstration of surface tension to research on micro-organisms in the soil.

Several UGA Costa Rica naturalists had the privilege of serving as judges and evaluated the performances and presentations of the students. The school is just down the road from the UGA Costa Rica campus.

Please watch the video below to see more from the Alto San Luis school fair!


UGACR Virtual Classroom Videos

Today we are making a special debut of the remaining videos in our Virtual Classroom Series!

Our 2013 naturalists designed these short videos to complement science curriculum for high schools in the state of Georgia. Students can explore concepts such as adaptation, conservation and pollination in the cloud forest, with species such as the quetzal and the strangler fig as their guides.

Photojournalism Intern Kirsty Densmore filmed the footage and Photojournalism Intern Kathryn Ingall edited the videos. Please enjoy the finished product!

Also, if you haven’t seen the first five videos, you should check them out. They cover nocturnal predation, interdependent relationships, cecropia treeswater quality research, and bats.

Bird Adaptations

Strangler Fig


Leaf Cutter Ants

Amphibian Decline


Reptile Identification



I Spy With My Little Eye…Something Hanging in a Tree (and it’s not a monkey)!

When you live in a tropical paradise, nature astounds you almost everyday. Sometimes it’s a walking stick that emerges from the camouflage of the forest, or maybe the soft hooting wake-up call of a Motmot early in the morning.

And then sometimes life in the natural world takes a more dramatic turn.

Landscape architecture intern Olivia Stockert reacts to a wildlife sighting.

Resident naturalist Sarah Kelehear shows Sam Morton a special nature sighting.

One recent sighting prompted almost everyone on campus to drop their afternoon activities and run to a tree just outside our lavandería. Sitting in the tree was a green vine snake, made visible only by the clay-colored robin hanging from his jaws. Reactions ranged from horror to amazement, but all were fascinated.

Earlier, staff members in the laundry room heard the birds chirping furiously. One of our housekeeping employees, Amalia, said the birds usually act this way when a snake is nearby. Sure enough, when they took a look outside, the snake had found a meal.


A small crowd gathered to watch the snake’s progress. The onlookers shouted each time the snake readjusted his hold on the bird.

“He’s going to drop it!”

“No, he’s just getting a new grip on it.”

“How long do you think it will take?”

140718_kdi_SnakeBird008The sun began to set as we watched the snake make progress on his impossible dinner. He attempted time and again to get around the bird’s wings. And then — he dropped it and it fell to the ground. “What a waste,” someone said.

Another clay-colored robin watched the scene from the same tree before flying off alone. We can only speculate about his relationship with his fellow robin. But perhaps it would bring him some comfort to know the snake’s ambitious strike was not in vain. A collection of insects, including ants and wasps, accomplished what the snake could not, and in the process reminded us what a complex and wondrous world we all share.


A New Name for Our New House

The Dedication Ceremony for the Paul A. Gross Faculty Residence

Paul and Roni Gross traveled to Costa Rica for the dedication of the Paul A. Gross Faculty Residence.

This weekend we celebrated the dedication of our second faculty house – the Paul A. Gross Faculty Residence. The house was completed this past year and has already served as a wonderful facility to host our hardworking faculty.

Paul Gross first came to Costa Rica in 2008 as a visitor interested in entomology courses. His experience interacting with students and participating in everything from hiking trails to ziplining inspired him to establish the Paul A. Gross Undergraduate Student Support Fund to help students attend study abroad programs through UGA Costa Rica.

The ceremony was  a wonderful time to honor Mr. Gross for his generous contribution, as well as celebrate the growth of UGA Costa Rica.


Who needs scissors at a ribbon cutting ceremony when you have a machete? The machete is a traditional tool many Costa Ricans use in everyday life, from working on the farm to clearing trails in the forest.

Mr. Gross talks with students from the Nature and Environmental Design program. These students designed a plan to provide the two faculty houses a greater sense of privacy and more outdoor living space.

The day before the ceremony, Mr. Gross and other UGA visitors had the chance to tour the campus. They had the chance to see everything from student and staff living spaces to our classrooms and recently renovated laboratory.

One of the most exciting portions of the tour was the biodigestor, also completed last year. The biodigestor serves as our water-treatment plant, but also contributes to sustainability by converting waste into methane fuel used by our kitchen. This summer our landscape architecture intern, Olivia Stockert, has been hard at work planting around the biodigestor. The native plant species she has chosen will help hide the structure from view and shield it from the wind.

Roni Gross takes a closer look at a bromeliad on the UGA Costa Rica campus.

Mr. Gross examines a fallen Cecropia leaf found along the Casita trails.

Rancho de Lelo earns Blue Flag Certification

Aurelio Mata Leiton catches tilapia for dinner as students watch at Rancho de Lelo.

Many UGA Costa Rica students know Rancho de Lelo as a place to find delicious tilapia and a good time, but the restaurant is also a model for the kind of sustainable business Costa Rica looks to grow. The restaurant recently earned a Blue Flag Certification for its efforts to preserve land and water quality in the area. Aurelio Mata Leiton, whose nickname is Lelo, worked for more than a year to finalize the certification.

To celebrate this achievement, the family welcomed local students from Bajo San Luis as well as University of Georgia students completing classwork here in Costa Rica. A ceremony marked the event and students also were treated to lunch and a tour of the property.

Everyone who visits Rancho de Lelo leaves with much more than just a delicious fish dinner. Lelo leads guests through paths where ripe mangos and avocados hang down from branches above. Standing by his tilapia ponds with the beautiful hills of San Luis in the distance, his passion for the land is clear.

Lelo built his business little by little, beginning with a single tilapia pond. He opened the restaurant at the start of 2011, continuing to expand with three more ponds to improve the farming process. Guests sometimes wade into the pond to catch their own dinner. A soccer field soon joined the open-air dinning area to create a new area for his guests to enjoy. The next phase of his plan includes a swimming pool and several cabanas where guests can stay on the property overnight.

He raises his own pork for the restaurant and their waste is treated and broken down anaerobically in a biodigestor. The biodigestor is one of several in the community installed by UGA Costa Rica. The methane gas created by the waste breakdown is piped back to the kitchen where it saves the family energy and money. Additionally, the water byproduct at the end of the process can be safely released back into the environment. This improvement was one of the key features that helped earn the Blue Flag Certification for Lelo’s.

Blue Flag Certification began in 1996 as an effort to encourage coastal communities to clean up beaches and improve water quality. Since then, the program has expanded to many other communities throughout Costa Rica.

“This has been a goal for my dad,” said Beatriz Mata Cruz, Lelo’s daughter. “He really wanted it, so he’s been working on it to make it all come together. It’s really good for business. We have the organic farm and we treat the water here. That’s one thing my dad wanted to show people — that you can produce everything in one place.”

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Student Insights: Maymester, Part Two

During their Maymester class, students from Dr. Andy Kavoori’s Environmental Journalism class recorded and reflected on experiences such as seeing strangler figs and eating local food. We welcome their voices to our blog and hope their words and photos provide a window into the learning experience and daily life at UGA Costa Rica.  In addition to these blog posts, the students have created a short documentary on the culture of food on campus, which will be featured in the coming weeks. 

Beans & Rice & Beans & …

Khadija Dukes

Typically when people think of beans and rice, they think of the bland black beans served with overcooked brown rice that garnishes their favorite taco or burrito from a Mexican restaurant in los Estados Unidos. However, Costa Rican cuisine has completely rethought the idea of rice and beans—turning it, if you will, into a new paradigm of usability (with every meal), a side dish (to accompany different main dishes) and of course, if you must as a garnish for your burrito. In sum, Gallo Pinto (Rice and Beans) is the foundation of Costa Rican food. At the UGA Costa Rica campus, I learnt this through the first week of our stay. For breakfast, Gallo Pinto is often served with fried or scrambled eggs, fresh fruit, and patacones (fried plantains). Gallo Pinto can also be topped with sour cream or Salsa Lizano (a slightly spicy, sweet salsa). The Gallo Pinto served at the Costa Rica campus is fresh and flavorful, all its ingredients being locally (and organically) grown. When you take a spoonful of Gallo Pinto, the dark, somewhat bitter taste of the black beans mingles with the mildly fragrant and muted spice of the flavored rice. The Gallo Pinto has often mixed into it green peppers and cilantro, which add a refreshing coolness to the warm dish.  Needless to mention that it’s a great source of fiber—and if you eat enough at breakfast, you’ll have enough energy to keep you full until lunchtime. After a week’s stay, I learnt how flexible was Gallo Pinto. It can be served as a side dish (or mixed in) with  Pollo (chicken), Camarones (shrimp), Mariscos (assorted seafood), or fried fish (tilapia). When served in this manner, Gallo Pinto is meant to be eaten at lunchtime or dinnertime. The dish can also be served with other Costa Rican food staples such as Ceviche and fresh vegetables. Gallo Pinto can also be mashed to intensify the flavor of the beans and give it a nice thick, creamy texture. When mashed, the black beans emit a smokey smell and flavor that lingers in your mouth like a piece of barbecue and even has a creamy, sweet thickness of barbecue sauce. When eaten with fried rice and fried tilapia the salty, crunch from the tilapia and the curry-like flavor of the rice combine for a unique “kick” that I’ve not tasted in any other dish. After a week, I am a convert. It’s Gallo Pinto from here on. However, I have a feeling that I’ve been spoiled and will not be able to return to my not-so-favorite Mexican restaurant back home.

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Costa Rican Uses of Medicinal Plants in the Monteverde Region

Lexi Deagan

The University of Georgia Costa Rica campus has a botanical garden that is home to over 80 different medicinal plants. These plants have been used by Costa Ricans for generations to treat ailments such as headaches, asthma and gastrointestinal problems. With an abundance of these plants in the rain forest that surrounds UGA Costa Rica’s campus I chose to highlight some of these known medicinal plants and what they are used for. The photos below represent only a small selection of the medicinal plants highlighted in the campus’ botanical garden.

(Click on photos to enlarge and read description.)

Metanoia: Fabricio and Sustainability 

Ally Hellenga

Then: Disheveled, I roll out of bed and trudge downstairs to make myself breakfast. Still half asleep, I reach into the refrigerator for a carton of orange juice and a couple of eggs to scramble. The chill refrigerator air reeks of last night’s Chinese food and I slam the door shut thinking to myself that I’ll deal with the smell later. After breakfast, I decide to take a hot, twenty-minute shower and continue my morning routine by blow-drying my hair while listening to the muffled radio drone on in the background. Now: My mornings in Costa Rica are different. They do not consist of long showers, processed food from around the globe, wasted water and electricity and most definitely not leftover Chinese food. Mornings instead consist of a five minute shower, organic and local food, and a focus on sustainability. The transformation began with Fabricio—the general manager for UGA Costa Rica. My first encounter with Fabricio was during an uphill hike in the drizzly rain to the organic garden. I was surprised to see another person on the seemingly deserted trail. As we passed, I managed to gabble a simple “Hola. ¿Cómo estás?” between my heavy breathing. With a friendly demeanor, he introduced himself as Fabricio and flashed me a smile—he must have met many a huffing puffing student toiling up this hill. After another steep incline I reached the farm. Rows of lettuce, carrots, tomatoes, oranges, and cuadrados filled the garden and surrounding trees in abundance. These vibrant rows of natural food overlooked a lush cloud forest composed of endless shades of tranquil greens. I glanced and noticed a familiar face: it was Fabricio. Somehow he had appeared at the farm before me. He stood up, basket of lettuce in hand to speak with me. With an open manner and undeniable charisma, he spoke of his love of Costa Rica, the Earth and above all, sustainability. So, what exactly does it mean to live sustainably? For Fabricio, it means eating locally, educating the community, and speaking out for the environment. Listening to him, I realized that for me, the overarching definition of sustainability means taking as little from the Earth as possible. It means leaving as small a footprint as you can. The question is, how can we change our long-set ways of living that we have grown accustomed to? I learned a new word in class at Costa Rica. That word is “metanoia.” It means the transformation of one’s whole being: fundamentally, a change in one’s paradigm. We all need to have our own change of heart, or metanioa to be fully successful in protecting our planet. I hear Fabricio calling from behind a tree. He offers me cuadrados and carrots that I gratefully accept and enjoyed as I descend back down the trail toward campus: my stomach full and my mind beginning a new journey.

The Contradiction of Ecotourism

Elim Almedom

On a dirt road, after driving for under an hour, our bus rolls into Santa Elena, a small town in the Monteverde forest of Costa Rica. Here is what I find: A pizzeria, an enormous souvenir shop, and a multitude of signs offering tours of  “authentic” nature in Costa Rica. I also find that I can get free Wi-Fi. Duly noted. Ecotourism is defined as “a form of tourism involving visiting fragile, pristine, and relatively undisturbed natural areas, intended as a low-impact and often small scale alternative to standard commercial (mass) tourism”. Being an eco-tourist is surprisingly easy here, almost as if the town was made to cater to us. Which of course it is. Santa Elena is in the middle of a huge nature reserve that draws in thousands of visitors every year. What I am drawn to however is the underlying question—what does it really mean to be an eco-tourist? People, myself included, come to these places, these enclaves of the natural world, with the hope of finding unity with nature, of helping to preserve one of the last pristine places on Earth. Pristine. That’s an interesting word. What does it mean? Certainly, it must have something to do with being untainted by the material world. But are they? I spent all day with a camera glued to my face hoping to take in all that I could and maybe bring a few souvenirs home to mom. Wasn’t I just consuming nature? And what’s the problem with that? I’m not a corporation, storming in, guns blazing with plans to bulldoze Santa Elena and the surrounding Monteverde region in order to build a few shiny, new skyscrapers and maybe a twenty-story apartment complex to match. But it’s still worrying. While my impact may not be as damaging to Santa Elena as that, it is still palpable. The young children I encounter serve as a barometer of this confusion. Their parents know exactly what we’re here for, but the children looked at me in puzzlement. I sense mistrust in their eyes. To them I must have looked foolish, walking around, mouth agape, taking pictures of everything I could, from shrubs to signs to something as simple as a door to the market. Because to me it isn’t just a market, it’s an authentic, Costa Rican market with none of the trapping of the huge corporate chains in America. And then it becomes obvious to me what’s wrong with this whole set up. The markets in Santa Elena and the ones I see every day in the states have one major thing in common: commodification. Materialism did not disappear when we arrived in this nature outpost in Costa Rica. Rather we brought it with us, turning nature into a product to be bought, sold, and consumed. Am I a tacit participant in the very process I came here to avoid? Does the arrival of ecotourists in these places do more harm than help? After all, who needs Wi-Fi, “authentic” pizzerias, and souvenir tourist traps in a town whose simplicity is its main draw? Apparently we do. And as long as tourism is the main source of income for these small towns, they will deliver, cementing them as a part of the contradiction that is at the heart of their survival. As our bus rolls out of Santa Elena, I wonder if I will return—and if I do, will I be able to enjoy it, knowing that I too am part of the contradiction.

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Living Through the Lens

Kaitlyn McManus Pic_1 We have fallen victim to something here in Costa Rica, and we had only been out of the airport for a few minutes. Let’s take a photo. Of everything. I think it is the sheer number of pictures being taken is what got me interested in the fact that we spend so much time looking through the lens of our cameras. I certainly am not immune to the lure of getting that perfect picture, and you can see that I got caught taking pictures of people taking pictures in order to see what I might learn. Pic_2 It is increasingly easy to share pictures, but I have found that we are all stopping at the same spot on the hiking trails to get the same shot.  It seems like we have to be the one to take the picture. This experience of taking the picture is deceptively simple because our cameras create enough distance so that you can have interaction without having to fully engage and invest your time. I love the fact that I got to see this stick bug up close, but would I have picked it up and gotten even closer? Pic_4 One day our tour guide mentioned that you could take a photo through the telescope, and suddenly there was a line of people with their phones out. It was a little disheartening because everyone was so focused on waiting in line to get a picture, and they were missing out on all of the nature right at their fingertips. Somehow capturing the moment has become more important than the actual experience itself. Pic_5 It happened again in the middle of class one day when someone had spotted some birds near the windows. Out came the cameras, and the lesson was quickly set aside. You can see how much I haven’t learned about the wildlife this way when you consider the fact that I don’t remember what type of bird it was, but I remember taking a picture. That is not to say that pictures cannot be an integral part of learning if used intentionally. These students are collecting photos right outside of the organic farm as they prepare a documentary about sustainability and food production. It is an appropriate use of the technology in that it deepens our understanding of the environment. As students we have more open minds as far as what we expect to see and what we think we know. One student has gone out of his way off the path to get a good photo, and it is important that we do not limit ourselves to only taking pictures that are picture-perfect. Pic_8b We are so used to seeing idealized images of certain wildlife or locations that there is often a disconnection between what we expect and what we see in reality. However, sometimes you end up in a place and your expectations were completely blown away. I have found that we take pictures as a way to try and process something that is larger than life, like this view after we hiked up a mountain. Pic_9 When you can capture special moments on film you have an opportunity to share your love of nature with everyone, especially those who were not lucky enough to be there with you when it happened. Here you can see that everyone has stopped to watch the tiny hummingbird that has perched on this student’s hand. One of our tour guides is pointing out a tarantula in its nest, and we are all shining a light into it’s home to get a good look. The more I think about our insatiable need for pictures, I would ask that we consider if it is important enough to encroach upon the wildlife and create a spectacle out of something just because of our desire to get a photograph. People have traveled before without a camera, and I could almost guarantee that they spent more time living in the moment than we do living through our pictures.

Student Insights: Maymester

During their Maymester class, students from Dr. Andy Kavoori’s Environmental Journalism class recorded and reflected on experiences such as seeing strangler figs and eating local food. We welcome their voices to our blog and hope their words and photos provide a window into the learning experience and daily life at UGA Costa Rica.  In addition to these blog posts, the students’  have created a short documentary on the culture of food on campus, which will be featured in the coming weeks. 

A Costa Rican Forest — through all my senses

Becca Ray

With each step I hear the leaves crunch beneath my shoes. I happily kick the small branches and even smaller twigs that rest on the forest ground. A strong intermittent breeze kicks up. My hair tosses in a new direction with each gust cooling my skin from the bright sun that seeps between the slatted roof of the rain forest, shaped in a sea of different shades of green.

I look around feeling astonished at the thousands of species that live together. There is a highway of leaf-cutter ants lined up one after another as they carry their cargo back to their colony. I see Monstera deliciosa Swiss Cheese leaves waiting, it seems, to be served on a sandwich. A Blue Morpho butterfly flies above my head into the tops of the trees.

I realize moving farther up the trail, the air is getting thicker. It’s as if I could stick my tongue out and taste the humidity. The terrain turns the corner and I with it. It’s as if this trail is creating a trail just for me, designating a path for me to travel. I slide my hands along the rocks to my left and the trees to my right. I think as if my finger tips are moving through years of history—dry seasons, wet seasons , storm. A history that I would never know.

I suddenly stop—and look up. Growing at an angle, there stands a magical tree. Its huge base creates an awning over the trail. It is like the tree is calling me in and asking me to come and play. It resembles a jumble gym like one found in the neighborhood parks of my childhood. It has little crevasses for feet to squeeze into and for hands to grasp on. I reach up grabbing the rough surface while sliding my left foot perfectly into a little hole. Reaching with the other hand, I pull myself up along this tree that has so much it could teach me. With each movement up the trunk, I take in the smell of moss that lines the bark that I’m holding onto. Clambering up to a ledge-like branch, I stand up.

I spread my arms out wide.

I try and catch the wind as it whistles between my fingers.

I listen to the harmony of bird calls echoing through this forest.

I experience the life that is this tree.

A Time Since Lost

Caroline Ragan

The door opened and I burst through, running out into the yard that I knew so well. I looked around, wide-eyed, taking it all in.

The creek, full of numerous critters I had come to call my friends. I knew where the turtles hid, I knew where the toads lingered, and I knew where the crawfish roamed. It was my own little neighborhood.

The tree, strong and tall, with leaves that never fell, even through the coldest winters. Each branch was just in reach of the one before, creating a stairwell to the perfect view.

The hill, taking on the shape of an exponential curve rather than parabolic. I would sprint to the top, grabbing hold of the massive root jutting from the side in order to fight gravity from pulling me back to my starting point. This was my favorite spot — a spot to hide, a spot to explore, a spot to call my own.

Years later, a bump in the road jolts me awake.  I wake up groggy and confused, as I often do, but this time I feel the added weariness of traveling.  As my body continues to jostle with the movement of the van, I am slowly awakened. My gaze drifts toward the window, and I begin to take in the foreign landscape of Costa Rica. I am bewildered by the view.


The mountains, protruding from the earth around me.  Each grassy bald calls my name.  I want to run to the top; just imagining the view takes my breath away.

The trees, each one we pass is unique. A forest no longer brings to mind a cookie cutter image of the same gum tree. I see banana trees, palm leaves, flowers of magnificent purples and reds, vines, guava trees, and so many more.

The wind, creating a symphony of complimenting and powerful hums.  It shakes every tree in the dense rainforest. I feel it on my skin, in my hair, and through my clothes.

For a moment, I forget where I am. I find myself gazing into the past, to a time since lost. To a time when the earth brought nothing to mind but beauty and opportunity. It belonged to me, and I belonged to it.  Since this time, I had grown older, but not necessarily wiser. I had drifted from this relationship. Gazing out the window, it is as if a flame reignites. I remember what it is like to see, to explore, and to revel in the magnificence of the Earth.

The door opens and I burst through, walking out into the fresh morning breeze. I look around, wide-eyed, taking it all in.



A Day’s Work on the Farm

Jacob Blount

Marlon Martinez is in his mid-thirties, and is an agriculture specialist for the University of Georgia Costa Rica campus. He has practiced farming since he was a young boy in Costa Rica, learning from his parents how to run and manage a sustainable farm and garden. Marlon has worked for UGA Costa Rica for seven years now, starting as a part-time worker and through his experience and work ethic becoming the manager of the entire sustainable agriculture enterprise on campus.

An average day for Marlon begins at the crack of dawn at the stables, where he milks cows and chooses livestock, mostly pigs, to be later slaughtered. He only slaughters animals about every two weeks, because this is usually the time it takes the campus kitchen to need more meat to feed the staff, faculty and students.

After he leaves the stables, Marlon heads to the organic farm on campus by riding his motorcycle, his favorite form of travel. When he arrives he has a multitude of tasks awaiting him. Most of the time he begins by growing new seedlings to be planted into freshly dug soil. Then he starts harvesting fresh fruits and vegetables to be prepared by the University of Georgia Costa Rica kitchen staff. They are typically eaten later that day (for lunch or dinner) by the students.

Composting is a big part of Marlon’s job. During the harvest season, compost helps to sustain the integrity of the soil. Each day, compost is collected and broken down at a warehouse near the garden.

After his duties at the farm, Marlon delivers vegetables and fruits to many of the homestay families (in addition to the UGACR kitchen).

After his eight hour shifts at work, Marlon returns to his home and family close to the UGA Costa Rica campus. He is the sole provider for the Martinez family of four. He has a wife and two children, a twelve-year-old son named Yuriel and an eleven-year-old daughter named Melony.

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Of Birds & Moths: A story of Introspection

Kimberly Johnson

It’s early morning. Someone is singing in harmony.


The melody penetrates the wooden walls of my bungalow. I remember.  I am in Costa Rica.

I feel the chill of the morning air. I hear the cries of the wind. Although I am far from home, these things are familiar to me. I am reminded of restful and carefree mornings at Grandma’s. I miss those days.

I believe Mother Nature is constantly trying to teach us something. So I’ve been attentive – or have tried to be.

One morning hike, our red-cheeked Resident Naturalist Sandy puts it politely: “Quiet down a bit, remember this is not your space alone.” Besides her gentle voice, occasional questions, mumbles, and the click of our cameras, we have remained (for the most part) discreet.

We are beginning to observe—and really listen.

Having life all around me, I have begun to reflect on what it means to live. We humans like to feel understood. You know? And here I feel a sort of connectedness with the environment that is, in a word– soothing.

Fourteen thousand.

This is approximately the number of moth and butterfly species that call Costa Rica home.

I could not get a good look at her. This large winged moth was larger than both the palms of my hands. She was a beauty. She flapped her wings hastily as if in immediate danger. But she didn’t travel far. She hadn’t been trapped, nothing was stopping her, but she stayed there. She stayed there so frantic, never still.

I was scared for her. I was scared for her because she reminded me a lot of myself.

They say they—the moths and butterflies—are free, fluttering and happy. Instead I have begun to think of them as anxious, panicked, scared.

They may rest for a second, but before the click of the camera they are off again, flapping in a burst of haste.

I thought of my Grandmother and felt that something had changed.

That young free-spirited girl who spent mornings at Grandma’s had become something … different. Something like this moth. Anxious, panicked, scared…

With a life full of exams, papers, school, finances, career aspirations, and social life, I feel weighed down by stress. Strung to these “superficial” matters of living and succeeding, no longer do I live in the moment. No longer am I free and this awareness scares me—and living in Costa Rica makes me so much more aware of where my life is—and perhaps should be.

But for now, for this morning, just like every other that I have spent here, I am awakened by the cries of the wind and the harmony outside my window. Life doesn’t alarm me. I lay there.

It’s the birds.

The moths can wait.

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