Oilspill Anniversary updates . . .
Maybe it just seems downright nerdy of me, but reading my words in someone elses book–that someone would think something I have to say is noteworthy–is pretty dog-gone amazing to me!
Maybe it just seems downright nerdy of me, but reading my words in someone elses book–that someone would think something I have to say is noteworthy–is pretty dog-gone amazing to me!
There’s just not a whole lot I can say about picking up trash. It’s dirty work. However, there’s a heck of a lot I can say about litter and those who can’t get it through their thick heads to take their trash home with them rather than throw it into the bayou.
Come on down the bayou to the boat blessing, cher!
The Sunday after the Bayou Lafourche Paddle Trip found me on Bayou Petite Caillou, two bayous east of my own Bayou Dularge, for the annual Folk Art Festival at the Chauvin Sculpture Garden. The eccentric sculpture of Kenny Hill greets the guests at the entrance gate. There is an interesting story surrounding this mysterious man…
The weekend began early for me with a day of paddling down Bayou Lafourche with friend and previous co-worker, Diane Huhn of Bayou Grace Community Services.
There are pirates in those there swamps . . . . .