Story goes, once upon a time, there was a state who was experiencing severe drought. The governor of that fair state proclaimed a day of prayer for an end to the drought and high temperatures. The day after the day of prayer, it rained cats and dogs and the Louisiana crops were saved! I’m not…
Bayou Woman talks about locals and the oil leak.
Maybe you’re wondering why you haven’t been bothered by a new post from me lately. Well, there are a number of reasons; the most important of which is that my computer was dying a slow death and my good friend, Kim, came to the rescue and brought me her old one. Now that she is…
It was already 7:45, but if memory served, the reds kept banker’s hours last June and didn’t show up to eat until around 8 or 9, so maybe that would be the case today. Second cast of the H&H gold spoon and WHAM! And then whir, as the voracious red peeled the line off the reel.
“Yea, baby! They’re here!!!!!” my voice bounced off the bank and echoed around the cove.
Four professionals from Amsterdam, Holland, traveled from New Orleans down bayou roads to take a wetland tour with Bayou Woman. Read more.
As a wetland advocate and tour guide, I have the privilege of educating people from across the nation and across the oceans about the beauty and bounty, degradation and disappearance of the wetlands here. They learn about the necessity of healthy marshes to protect humans, wildlife, and infrastructure from storm surges. They hear for the first time that roughly, every 2.7 miles of healthy marsh reduces a storm surge by one foot.