Bayouish
Louisiana bayou, you are a collection basket for Mother Nature’s hand-me-downs.
Louisiana bayou, you are a collection basket for Mother Nature’s hand-me-downs.
One of those toad strangler storms. Can’t see. Lakes filling up on the front lawn. I’m swept into the bayou, in pajamas, a stick of… Read More »Mother’s Day
Down the street, rather along Highway 165, I turned off at Cross Keys Bank to open an account and deposit a check from West End Press in… Read More »Living Around the Bayou
Satchmo, of course; the Marsalis family, naturally, even Ann Rice, and her vampirish underground. But me living in Louisiana? You’ve got to be kidding! I… Read More »The Morgue, the Merrier