These beautiful birds left South America on a wing and a prayer. Their prayer was to reach the coast of Louisiana alive, where they would find food and water and rest for their weary wings. Flying over the Gulf of Mexico is a shortcut, and the Gulf breezes and jet streams hasten their journey if…
That “the marsh is prettier on the other side of the bayou” isn’t always true. I’m ashamed that I’ve spent so much time out in the marsh, with all the wild things, that I’ve forgotten the treasures that I might find awaiting me in my own backyard. Something urged me to take a walk, and…
Jaune is gone. That’s all I know. When we came home from baseball practice last night, there was no sign of her. I am sad, because she and I had bonded Monday evening while I was bird watching. Everything happens for a reason, though.
Are there any birders out there? One of the many great things about living down the bayou is the fact that we are part of the Mississippi Flyway for the neo-tropical birds. I will be the first to admit what a bad case of spring fever I have this year. I have a restlessness that…
This is the golden Lab that “found” this boy in his very own yard on a lovely spring afternoon. “Hey Mom, watch what Sis can do!” So, he throws the little stuffed duck way out, and she retrieves it every time–without fail. And she brings it right to the boy and gives it to him….
Today was a very long day for me. The annual writers’ conference was held at our main branch library in the thriving metropolis of Houma, LA. Even though my book has been out for three years, an invitation to sit at a table all day long and peddle my book still appeals to me. That’s…