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 a contest coming on!!!!!
I have come to realize in the past month why hard physical labor puts me off kilter. The heat and humidity don’t just sap my energy, they drain my creative pipes dry. By the end of the day, meaning dark-thirty after all the tools are put in the shed while the mosquitoes do their own…
In case you’re thinking that’s where Santa stays, think again. The Jolly Inn is a local, old-time dance hall in Houma, Louisiana, where you might find yourself having a jolly old time, if you just let your hair down and let your feet fly! That is exactly what Lil Sis and I did on one of her recent trips down the bayou.
these Zydeco dancing boots . . . nor these one-of-a-kind Louisiana boots made almost 55 years ago . . . but can I just dream a little?
Well, I might be smarter than the AVERAGE 7th grader, but I’m certainly not as smart as the 7th graders in Termite’s Honors Math Class who can graph liner equations quicker than I can say it. Before I go any further with this tirade, though, I have some unfinished business. Community Coffee is after me…
As I said in the previous post, “to be continued“, and now I’m keeping my promise. Plus, those of you who have been here awhile know that I’m a bird nerd and no trip is complete without a post about the birds I saw. That Friday morning fishing trip started out with a beautiful sunrise,…
EVACUATION DAY 1 CONTINUED We left at 4:40 p.m. Saturday. We traveled on back roads in order to avoid crowded interstates, and we got bored. For a while, we joined a little caravan . . . and drove through little towns with weird names like “Gross Tete” that mean things like “big head” while cows…
Stunning! Although, I would be afraid to be on water in those surrondings.
Spooky…
bottom photo looks like black liquid latex-
perfect crest of sun peeping through the foggy-like sky