The lush green palms of the beaches stand a peaceful guard over lazy tourists and locals who have come to relax their spirits by the sea shore.

With life’s “brutalities”, how can these islanders survive like this?

This little guy took on the name Din-O because when he reached out his long neck and growled I thought a dinosaur was sitting in a tree.

The majesty of an underwater forest may hold the greatest beauty in the entire world.

Dare to venture beyond sanity’s brink. The greatest scenery lies there.

The sky’s hearth fire at last falls towards the horizon, allowing the wonders of Bonaire to rest long enough to amaze us tomorrow.

A puffer fish challenged me to snap a photo before he escaped. Let’s just say I caught the “tail” end of that contest.

“Somewhere… Beyond the sea…”

The wild team Nonamё frolics in its natural habitat.

When the brave Blue Moon speed boat fell ill, the hosts offered to sooth our sadness by replacing our last dive of the day with a sunset schooner cruise. Poor us.

Sailors have always spoken of the sail with great spiritual emphasis. Watching it rise high into the sky to catch the wind spirits, I can now understand why.

Some may require a fancy restaurant stocked with soufflés, étouffées, and every unpronounceable concoction of mankind’s imagination, but for me, a hamburger meal on a Caribbean sailboat is as five-star as life gets.

Looks like road tripping today. Bonaire may not be tropical, but the scrubby, dry, cactus strewn landscape holds its own beauty.

You want ME to go down in THERE?

The ominous catacombs of long dead coral connect and intertwine all throughout subterranean Bonaire.

Some say flying is the most terrifying experience of their life, but they must have never looked out the window.

Finally, the journey must return back to Georgia. If only the mountains had beauties of their own. Oh wait…