to reduce my carbon footprint so that my country may in turn reduce its dependence on oil, both domestic and foreign, but especially that found in and coming from the inland marshes of south Louisiana and the Gulf of Mexico.
Bayou Woman
Before we move totally away from Fall and on to the first official day of Winter, I want to show you what abounds here. Unlike the northern part of the country, where I imagine there are pumpkins everywhere, we harvest a few different things . . .
BERRY FILLING: In saucepan, heat 1 QT ripe berries, 1 Cup water, I cup sugar, 2 T butter or margarine. Then add 2 T flour to thicken. Simmer on low heat, until desired thickness. Do not scorch. SELF CRUSTING COBBLER: Sift together in large mixing bowl, 1 C flour and 2 tsp. baking powder….
PHOTO CREDITS: Termite!
Look! The pecky cypress from the Ouachita River is almost finished! It is all cut and in place. This wood has so much character, and in turn brings the same to this room. This view is from the kitchen, looking into the living room. This is a side view. You really have to see the…
7th Annual Bayou Dularge Trash Bash a smashing, trashing success!
One of the bad things about having sons who work on boats is the work schedule. David, the oldest, works a 28 and 14 schedule–28 days on the boat and 14 days off. Daniel, next in line, works 14 and 7. I never know ahead of time if they will be off the boat to celebrate holidays and birthdays. So, we just get together when we can, especially when they are both off the boat at the same time.
Can you believe it? I’ve been sitting here doing blog chores for the past hour, listening over and over again to Bob Marley’s Three Little Birds!
This is the very best video of the song ever. EVER!
Betcha it’ll make you feel better, too!
And your birds are beautiful.
So, I’ll have to wait until my techno-son gets home from school tomorrow and hooks up speakers to my desktop before I can hear this audio/video song; but isn’t it more than just a tiny co-inky-dink that you were listening to Three Little Birds while I was blogging about them. I mean, are we THAT connected already?
The Owl I recognize, but I need “ejucatin” about the other two. The second one, I’ve seen in photos but have no idea what it’s called.
All you need do is “scroll over” and the text tells you what they are . . . . and these were all three seen in the same swamp, which is on my tour route for the luckiest who get to go there.
Beautiful!
Steffi, BW put the names under the last photo I think. Blue Heron and Night Heron??
Right you are, Cammy!
Love the pictures. You do have an eye for capturing nature’s beauty.
Thanks for your time and efforts
Soooooo, it’s getting very hot down here. I almost got sun stroke today on a fishing trip. When are coming for your tour?
Up to my neck in work now thru middle of July. Maybe I’ll bring an umbrella and cold watermelon for you so we can take the tour.
😉
Bayou Woman is having trouble sleeping at night when she should be and having trouble staying awake in the daytime when she should be. Any advice?
Uh-huh. Tell the rest of the world it has to adjust itself to your schedule.
My mom’s done it with me, and it works great for her!
Go wit de flow.
Blu sleeps when he sleeps.
Out to local pond tonight and Great Horned Owl picked a couple fish out of the water. No Bat sightings tonight.
If you figure out the answer to the sleeping problem, let us all know please. For some reason, everyone down this way is having trouble sleeping. My son came by this evening and he was dragging. Said he woke up at 1:30am this morning and couldn’t get back to sleep. Hope he sleeps tonight. He gets really cranky when he is tired. I think it is the humidity that is the problem here.
Thank you for your comment, though I’ve had more gloom and doom today than I can stand. With BP finally releasing the videos of the oil leak, and now posting a live feed, it’s just more than I can bear to look at. I am literally sick over this tonight. Now, I’m just hoping I can put this all out of my mind enough to go to sleep. Please don’t be offended if tomorrow, I delete your comment, just because I simply can’t handle the bad, bad news. Sorry.
Beautiful, Wendy.
Thanks, Carrie, but I fear you’ve caught me at my worst. I had no clue you were a “lurker” here, but I’m honored that you are!