I swoop back into my hammock. Vicious rocking turns into a caressing cradle as cooling South Atlantic Ocean breezes mask the Brazilian morning humidity. The sun shines through an intricate spiderweb and refracts through drops of dew that drip down from the petals of bright yellow hibiscus blossoms. An inquisitive Cattle Tyrant pops onto the deck and teeters his head to synchronize with my swaying while letting out rhythmic squawks. I pop open some Guarana and place the green can on the table where it blends with the tropical-green flora, then I pry myself up and walk to my private beach. Fishermen in brightly colored jon boats zigzag through the natural harbor returning home from their morning catches. I tiptoe through the rocky beachfront and find a smooth stone to sit on and feel the warm waves lap against my feet. I take in the clean air and the inspiring views and get ready for another day on Ilha de Papagaio in Florianópolis, Brazil.