My LilSis is playing tag with me, and I’m it. OK, here’s what I’m understanding about this. Someone tagged her, and she listed 7 weird things about herself on her blog, and then she tagged some other weirdos or nerds (depending on how you look at it) to do the same. She tagged our BigSis,…
I do . . . I love the old-fashioned look of narcissus growing naturally in the yard. And it thrills me to no end that these bulbs were so tenacious that they lived through being immersed under saltwater in September 2005 after Hurricane Rita flooded my community. The stagnant water remained for many weeks after…
I mean, I really do enjoy talking to the people and doing business on my phones. But just exactly what does that word phone mean? Somebody tell me. And what does cell mean? And what does tele mean? Because right now, they mean nothing more to me than paying to talk over the wires and…
There’s only one thing I like better than looking out at the bayou first thing each morning . . . looking out at the moon setting over the bayou. Once again, I really need a tripod. I took this with no flash, holding the shutter open as long as I dared, while backed up against…
I see good things on the way. I think we’re in for pretty weather. I hope I can go fishin’ today! PS My cousin who grew up around New Orleans says this about this moon: I heard that Native Americans call it the Wolf Moon. In New Orleans it’s known as the King Cake Moon….
