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| The orange grove is imbued with the most refined sense of jungle aesthetics - from the drape of bougainvillea to the gold fish in the bathroom. | |
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| Thank you Yelapa, with your jungled eyes watching the sea. Thank you for showing us the Tres Marietas where Blue-Footed Boobies watch us unalarmed. Thank you for your foot-worn soil and your tiny hard-stocked shops. |  | |
| Thank you, Los Naranjos, cradle of orange trees, crimson bougainvillea, ripening bananas. Thank you for your nourishing breeze, the call of the macaw, the fluttering cloud of butterflies. | ||
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| The main palapa holds our hearts and feeds our bodies with exquisite food, lovingly prepared. |  | |
 | Thank you April and Jarrett, for knowing, for listening to what the land is asking you to do. | |
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 | Thank you for creating a place where the divinity in all living things shines like the stars over Yelapa Bay. - Patricia Lee Lewis, co-leader | |
