This morning, I rushed to the fig tree to see if there were any left for me. While picking yesterday morning, my crazy neighbor from the back street called my cell phone and told me how good my figs are. Say what? Between him and the birds, there might not be enough to make my…
First, the winner of the Community Coffee Canister. This goes back to the two fishing posts from last week. There were 25 comments, not counting mine. And the winner is: Random Integer Generator Here are your random numbers: 3 Timestamp: 2009-07-06 00:23:58 UTC Going back to last week’s first fishing post, the third comment is…
It’s that time again . . . The figs are ripe up at Camp Dularge and I am battling the birds for them. I’m sure the guests in the camp thought I was crazy this morning while I was picking figs. I was fussing at the birds to stay up in the top of the…
This trip was with Diane Huhn, Volunteer Coordinator for Bayou Grace, and their hurricane recovery efforts on the five bayous. Diane is an avid freshwater fisherman from Michigan, and I feel fortunate to have made her acquaintance and now call her friend. Armed with artificial lures only–no shrimp, no crabs–we headed out one morning at…
THE WINNER: Random Integer Generator Here are your random numbers: 1 Timestamp: 2009-06-28 23:15:00 UTC That means that Comment No. 1 is the winner of the cute little espresso coffee cups! And that is Cammy. Okay, Cammy, please email me your mailing address so Scott at Community Coffee can get these mailed to you this…
And I’m not talking about crawfish, either! My good friend BB came down this week, after our first of two wonderful fishing trips (post and pics later, Tar Baby, et. al.) we were starving, so we drove down the bayou and bought some shrimp fresh off the boat. Don’t want to make you folks jealous,…