Someone on the sailboat spied a dorsal fin, dangerously close to the shore. “Is that dolphin sick?” “It must be sick. It’s beached itself.” “Maybe he just got stranded by the falling tide.” On and on the speculations went by the guests onboard the “Happy Ours” sailing vessel. And while we were speculating, the good…
Grand Isle has the friendliest people. First off, a very nice couple let us use their beach- front camp for our weekend on Grand Isle. I’d say that was pretty friendly, wouldn’t you? On Friday morning, Termite and I headed to the center of the island to eat our traditional meal at the Starfish Diner….
I apologize if you are a person who chooses not to eat any kind of living creature. And if you are, it’s best you stop right now and read no further. Because, Crawdaddy was destined to be the star of this tutorial on cracking crawfish claws and eating the meat from them. Here he is,…
Today was the second annual Bayou Dularge Trash Bash. I don’t have time to make a detailed post, because I have to get ready for a dinner party. If you want a preview of the day, you’ll just have to visit dularge.com and take a peek!
Before the blooms of the winter flowering bulbs have completely faded, the faithful Azalea graces us with her abundant blooms, no matter what the weather. This one is near the front porch of The Cypress House. I’m not sure of her name, but this particular type is very popular down here and grows almost as…
and then a swarm. That’s how it is with life on the bayou. It seems there is never a dull moment. And maybe there are no dull moments in city or suburban life, but I suspect those moments are a little different from ours. After being sick, living out of ice chests for 5 days,…