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I'm going fishing . . .
with someone else on their boat for a change!!! The cypress cottage aka Camp Dularge is across the bayou from the camp of a delightful couple who invited me to join them on a trout hunt this morning. You bet your bippy I would! And maybe later I’ll be back here with some photos (if…
I'm back!
Okay, internet’s been down and since I don’t have a close neighbor where I can just hop over and jump on the net, we’ve all had to suffer some withdrawals!!! I came here first thing to check on y’all and make sure you hadn’t all deserted me! Thanks, SweetM for keeping the porch light on!…

Can you believe we get excited about this?
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…
Hodge Podge and a Contest!
Hodge Podge – name that photo!
Winds of Change
Wednesday it was near freezing and foggy; the next day the wind blew a gale from the south, and the next we’re barefoot and in shirtsleeves. But I’m not just talking about the changes in the weather down here in coastal Louisiana.
Hybrid House, Part 2
It’s been slow going because of intermittent days of rain. But when the weather is good, these guys really get after it! Here’s where we left off last time, I think . . . Okay, we need another roof truss next . . There we go. The sky track is lifting the last truss up…


Creepy! But, it’s a good photo.
Food Chain. Momma Nature’s sacred circle of life.
I luv the coming autumn season when spider webs dripping jewels of dew sparkles in the early morning sun.
So the banana spiders are out already? Must be time for fall!
Yes, Kim, isn’t it amazing? One morning this week I walked outside to the absence of humidity and the sky had a green aura like after a hurricane. I sensed the earth had tilted slightly; and now sunrise is after 6 a.m., not before.
Ooooh, I know they are necessary in the great scheme of things – but I HATE spiders! My sympathies are all with the locust. They have such a short life anyway, seems terrible to shorten it further!
I look forward to the first song of the cicada high in the live oak trees signaling the onslaught of summer; and then before you know it, the banana spider webs extend between the branches of the same oak trees, trapping the beautiful cicadas for food.
Noisy little buggers !!
One of my lovely memories of my indoor Siamese centers around a locust. She was sitting on the second floor balcony (which fronted a small, tree-lined creek) outside the kitchen, when she suddenly darted back in. You could almost hear her saying, “See, Momma, I told you I could catch a bird!” A locust had literally flown head first into her mouth and its wings were flapping on each side of her jaws. She was so upset with me when I took it away and released it!
Great story, Joan!