There Are Days


Yesterday. After the riot and the final certification of Joe Biden as president, you would have thought that the day would have been calmer. For sure, it wasn’t dramatic as Wednesday but the stupidity kept going. The far right senators like Ted Cruz tried to blame the riot on Antifa. They said the rioters areContinue reading “There Are Days”

The Slow Ride


Down in the swamp. No restaurants. No bars. No Mardi Gras parades. No fools. No fun. No matter. We have nature. We have a mild climate during the winter months. So. We have scenes like this in January. Even if the trees look like they do in your neighborhood durning autumn, I assure you thatContinue reading “The Slow Ride”

Gulf Coast Fall


Gulf Coast. Fall. Florida too. This is one reason why people move down here. Mild autumn and winters. Some flowers die or hibernate. Many do not. You’ve seen these flowers earlier this year during spring. Here they are again in autumn. Apparently, they thrive in cooler weather, which a Gulf Coast summer is not. IContinue reading “Gulf Coast Fall”

Let It Rain


Cold front coming. We had a weird — not this weird — sky this morning. Then came the thunder and lightening followed by rain. When we got up this morning the temperatures dropped by about 20 degrees. This won’t last, but it feels so good. I am experimenting with free design templates. Since most ofContinue reading “Let It Rain”

Swamp Grass During Fall


Since I refer to New Orleans as swampville, I thought that it might be a good idea to show you some of the prettier views of fall in the swamp. I think this photograph fits that nicely. If you want real wet and muddy swamp land I’ll have to take a little drive. That’s fineContinue reading “Swamp Grass During Fall”

Summers of the Past


When there was yellow. When there was color. When this muddy gray didn’t cover everything. When we were happier. When smiles and laughter came easier. When we didn’t have a new worry everyday. I see in color. Some photographers see in black and white. I’m having a hard time seeing color. Things seem muted. TreesContinue reading “Summers of the Past”

Roses On Your Grave


There are days. And, there are days. Yesterday was one of those days. Quiet. Peaceful. Productive. Then, I learned the truth. The truth about someone I trusted. I was getting submarined by a friend. It took me awhile to figure out why I was walking uphill through thick mud while I was trying to completeContinue reading “Roses On Your Grave”

20 Million Things


A little minimalist. New growth reaching toward the sky. I’d talk about the first day of teaching but it would just make you sick. Let me just say this. Everything the school district said to the parents and the teachers were lies, lies and more lies. This will never work. People will get sick. SomeContinue reading “20 Million Things”

Wild Flower


Wildflowers. When a friend of mine asked about this flower’s name, I replied, “Yellow.” Helpful wasn’t I? She said that she’d seen them in Hawaii. I sort of connected the dots by saying that the flower must like warm, moist weather. Close. It likes moist soil and warm, humid conditions. Around here, people call itContinue reading “Wild Flower”

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