What do you do on a cold, windy Friday when the trout aren’t biting? You drift the banks for red fish in hopes they will bite. As fishing luck would have it, two fish reached the end of the line (no pun intended) and made it into the boat. They are a beautiful bronze color…
The climate is so tropical here in South Louisiana, that a weather forecaster on the 10 p.m. news can send us all into a tailspin, making us wish we had watched the 5 p.m. news so we’d have time to install those pipe sleeves we wish we’d bought in the fall when we saw them…
Thanks, everyone for playing again, and wow, you are getting smarter and smarter about these aquatics, aren’t you? Kim, Trish, and Stephanie are correct. This is just a plain, yet very beautiful “water lily”. Therefore, I will put your names in a hat and let Miah draw the winner. Stand by for the winner ….
2008 was ushered in on a howling wind. No boating for us today–just a lazy morning at home, cleaning up after last night’s festivities. Tonight was spent in the den watching a feel-good movie while letting Baby get acquainted with our latest addition . . . Jazz–look at that gorgeous tail!! Jazz, short for Jasmine,…
. . . called Fruit of the Womb. I know it sounds really corny, but I have been bearing and rearing children since I found out I was expecting in February 1982. These fruits have been and are still a very big part of my life and have helped shape the good parts of the…
The words of the old song, “She’s gone, gone, gone, and I can’t go on . . .whoaohoh” keep running through my mind. My coon-raising friend said she would hear and heed the call of the wild by November. He was right. I miss her kid glove hands, her ultra-soft underbelly, the myriad squeaks and…