A wasted day . . .
The delivery truck broke down, but no one bothered to inform me until I called at 4 p.m.
Still no hot water, and I’ll find something good to post about as soon as I can.
The delivery truck broke down, but no one bothered to inform me until I called at 4 p.m.
Still no hot water, and I’ll find something good to post about as soon as I can.
And I’m not talking about crawfish, either! My good friend BB came down this week, after our first of two wonderful fishing trips (post and pics later, Tar Baby, et. al.) we were starving, so we drove down the bayou and bought some shrimp fresh off the boat. Don’t want to make you folks jealous,…
Hopefully by now you’ve woken up from your tryptophan coma enough to check back in with the world of the wide awake! We had a great Thanksgiving with all our children here except for one. The food was delicious, and the fellowship even better. The most exciting thing happened right after Thanksgiving, though. I…
or “Mom, there is no one to take me duck hunting. I’ve called everyone . . sniff . . sniff . . and tomorrow is going to be the best morning yet. I just know it.” And I sympathized with Termite, I really did. We have the boat, he has acquired all the proper gear…
or the birds whose space we invaded while fishing this recently. This is a dead-end canal, and the amount of birds in this 100-yard stretch is pretty amazing. This isn’t the best photo ever, but it speaks to the beauty and serenity of this little spot. This great egret watched us from a distance, and flew from…
Here’s a recipe for fried bread for use in Indian Tacos