I’ll enjoy these buds while waiting for my snowbells and narcissus to bloom. They are looking very shy this winter . . .
My olfactory nerves were on overload as the smell of boiled eggs emanated from the rich, brown soup that swirled around the canoe. It’s not a smell altogether offensive, not reeking solely of death and decomposition, but a dark earthy scent exuding both life and death. Some folks would say the water is just stagnant;…
Our 4th of July ended up being very well spent — at least the second half of the day anyway. We drove to my niece’s where my nephew put on a big barbecue on her new Kenmore propane grill. We had hot dogs, hamburgers, three kinds of Winn-Dixie brand sausages (it was very good, too)…
Unusual title, I know, but spring has sprung in more ways than one! I love y’all so much that I’m sitting here trying to keep my word about finishing this post, even though today was the first day of the Prothonotary Warbler Project, and not only did I haul the boat an hour to and…
Since most of you won’t be able to make it down this month to see the spectacular spring beauty bursting forth in the marsh and swamp, I will bring this annual event of nature to you.
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That is beautiful! Will you teach me to take photos when I come down there?
It would be great fun to teach you the tiny bit I know. It will take, oh, about five minutes!!
You have the most gorgeous pics!
Thank you, Jill. You obviously haven’t seen the pelican pics I posted earlier today!