Swamp Mama

I’m having way more adventures than I can keep up with. Had another one yesterday, so let’s go back to Mother’s Day first and go from there after I get the next photo set edited. Ha! Nothing makes my soul sing like Da Swamp. Truly. (Well, unless it’s one of those days where Nothing Makes…

One Month Later…

Last weekend, J and I were driving down St. Charles Avenue and saw just about everyone out at Audubon park, wearing shorts and t-shirts and playing volleyball.  Later on, last week, I was meandering through the garden center at Home Depot, the sun a gentle-warm on my back, the breeze wafting the smell of blooms…

The Purchase

Or: Why I Never Left Louisiana I try not to post more than one entry here within the span of a day.  It can be overwhelming to readers, and I try to keep my subscribers in mind as well, as they receive emails every time I publish something.  (Unless they have adjusted their settings to…

Mother’s Day Mudbugs

This past Sunday was Mother’s Day.  Of course, this meant that I called my glorious mum and had the pleasure of chatting with my parents for a bit.  Which was awesome.  It felt really strange to not be up that morning, preparing to hit the road for the short jaunt up to their place to…

Recap 3: Arrival

There is a distinct and sudden feeling of Otherness, the second you cross over the border from eastern Texas into Louisiana.  Reclaiming the helm at a welcome center just across the line, I immediately cruised us through Shreveport, and knew I was in the right state because the pro-environmental billboard on the side of the…