I love the changing of the seasons down here in the marsh. The changes are at first subtle and then sudden–like diving off the edge of Fall, 30 degrees straight down to Winter. Winter doesn’t wrap me up like the felty feel of Fall. It pricks me like pine needles and wool sweaters. The wind…
This flower is locally called “wild hibiscus”. The book I use as for identification is Wildflowers of Louisiana and Adjoining States (out of print). It says this flower is from the “mallow family”. This Web site calls them “rose mallow” or “swamp mallow”. http://home.howstuffworks.com/rose-mallow-swamp-mallow.htm So, those of you who had any of the above words…
It’s NAME THIS FLOWER CONTEST time again. I know you’ve been biting your nails and pulling out your gray hair in all your spare time, just waiting for this moment to arrive on your computer screen. So please, don’t be shy. Be brave. Venture a guess. And remember, these are flowers that I come across…
This is what greeted us this morning . . . fog, fog, and more fog . . . These are actual digital, color photos unretouched. I did NOT change them to black and white. The fog seems to suck the color out of everything. Pretty amazing. Check back here tonight . . . I feel…
Before we move totally away from Fall and on to the first official day of Winter, I want to show you what abounds here. Unlike the northern part of the country, where I imagine there are pumpkins everywhere, we harvest a few different things . . . . . . like pecans, satsumas, and sugarcane….
Ok, I notice that my raccoon stories are so far back, no one is reading them. We are a lazy bunch, aren’t we? Since we usually end up with about 14 days off school, etc. for the holidays, I plan to introduce these stories, one each day for 14 days. Actually, I’d like you to…