Owlet Outlet!
Since I was out of town for a couple days, and then sick in bed upon my return for another day, I was concerned that the owlets might have flown the nest in my absence.
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Whose scat is dat?
Come, take a closer look. I d a r e you!
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Guess Who?
Two little Who Dats, dat’s who!
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Chapter 10 – The Wedding
1981 – Shortly after The Captain gave me the ruby engagement ring, we moved from my little apartment in Thibodaux to a rent house in his home community of Dulac, meaning “of the lake” because it sits on the edge of Lake Boudreaux. Bayou Grand Caillou, which means “big rock”, runs through the community. It’s…
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The Alaskan Sisters and Lagniappe
For a couple of weeks, a persistent young woman from Homer, Alaska continued to email me about giving her younger sister a wetland tour for her birthday. They were already down here and would be for about three weeks before heading to other states impacted by the oil spill.
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Home Alone and the Fruits of Life
Should I be broadcasting that fact to the Whole Wide World, or the World-Wide-Web, as this case may be?