This is not a toucan. . .

Though it is a cousin. This is a Collared Aracari. They are smaller than a toucan, and their beaks aren't quite as colorful.

The aracaris are a bit more social (whenever you see one, you will likely see several others) and they will come down to the tree houses to feed off of the fruit and to the rancho as well.

This is a toucan. . .

A Keel-Billed Toucan. We hear them quite a bit (they have a high-pitched chirp, like a frog almost) but they rarely come down close enough for us to get a look at them. This one did, fortunately.

The bird on the right

Is a Rufus Mot-Mot, and it's one of the more striking birds that we get to see down here regularly. The bird on the left is the national bird of Costa Rica, well-known by the loyal readers.

Indeed, they do climb. . .

Though they seem far-less intimidating when they're up in the trees, rather than on the ground. The iguanas can really scoot and move around as well.

Here's another photo. . .

Of a youngster. When the little ones first started coming down, they wouldn't move more than a foot away from their mother. If you could have picked one of them up, they would have fit in the palm of your hand. They grow up fast and are nearly as large as their mothers (though they still get fed from mama).

Time to get caught up on some pictures. . .

These critters are pretty common around here, and our newest tree house is named after them. They have had babies of late, though they're growing up fast. Aside from the Wisconsin contingent, who knows what they are?

Happy Valentine's Day to all. . .

Wherever you may be.

The much better half of the blog (aka art department) and the lesser-known editorial department, will be celebrating with two of the best subscribers of the blog.

Indeed, two-thirds of the loyal blog readers are down here in the jungle now, though they do still gripe about the lack of blog posts.

Considering that there is close to a 90-degree (Farenheit) temperature difference between Wisconsin and Costa Rica, we hope the loyal readers from the north will forgive our tardiness in posts.