April 1981. That was it. It was done. Small, cozy home wedding followed by honeymoon in Hawaii. Time to finish up my first semester in Elementary Education with some good grades and take the summer off to plan, dream, and think about what the future holds. That was the summer I fell in love with…
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.
For days after my first crew boat excursion, all I could think about were the mysteries that lie beyond the mouth of Bayou Grand Caillou in that vast ocean called the Gulf of Mexico. Previously, those were just words on the map sitting below Louisiana, between Florida and Texas. Now, those words denoted a real…
or “The Miracle Workers from Midland, Michigan have arrived!” You haven’t heard from me in a while, because I was unable to escape the ills of winter. I”m still not 100% but I’m so super-dee-duper excited about this group of wonderful folks from up north that I dragged myself out of my sick bed to…
As promised, the lady photographers sent me samples of their work from our recent wetland tours, and I think you will enjoy seeing them as much as I have. A picture paints a thousand words, so without further chit chat from me, I will now let the photos tell the story. Then, at the bottom, I…
Yesterday led me out to check on some of my friends—both residential and transient camp owners. Some of them were mucking out water hyacinth and mud from under their camps; but most of them were relieved that it was not any worse than it was.
Cool! I’m jealous. I never get to see Horned owls.
Would you believe there were three in our backyard at one time, all talking to each other? He rushed inside out of breath and begged to borrow my camera. And this is what he came back with!