I read that the gestation period for swans is 35 days, but it seems like it has been longer than when the three swans formed a tribe and began watching the nest. Today, looking over at the little island it appeared as if a two-headed swan was nesting while the black one circled around making those ourh ourh noises. I’m watching and waiting for a site of those baby swans. Sitting beside the bank of…
There are days, such as today, when I wish that I had a hammer and could ply a trade with it. That I could build beautiful furniture, cozy houses, or simply make art. But my tool is my pen, or rather my keyboard, and try as I might to get away from this as my trade, it is always here when I wake in the morning. But that wouldn’t be so bad, if attached to…
I recall seeing that black and white swan getting jiggy last year, but now it seems they and the other white swan have all formed a tribe and are raising some younguns. I have seen baby ducks by the dozen, a few goslings, and even baby squirrels but I’ve yet to see the baby swans emerge from the nest that the three are watching so vigilantly. Although I can’t wait. The geese have been particularly…
My favorite time of year, Jazz Fest, and I can almost feel the drumroll about to begin and see the horns shining in the sun not to mention the feathers flying from the Mardi Gras Indians parading around the Fairgrounds. I remember when going to Jazz Fest meant simple things – a hat, a brass pass, a schedule, sunglasses and let the bands begin. Now I have been spending all week outfitting the super stroller…
Change.org just sent me a petition to sign about a transgender woman who was beat in a McDonald’s as the staff cheered in the background. Sick people if you ask me. Meanwhile, I saw a car today with a bumper sticker that said GOD LOVES EVERYONE * NO EXCEPTIONS. So I guess god loves the sick bigots too. Damnation. The nun told me this morning that everyone in the world is too caught up in…
With his new haircut and sharpened skills on his flute, Tin again looked as if he was all grown up this morning. I have to say the experience of watching a little baby grow up has got to be right up there with the most fascinating thing I’ve ever witnessed in my lifetime.
I never owned a pair of Birkenstocks and never bought a pair of Crocs, I hated those shoes and still do. I never owned a Keen sandal, they always looked so dikey, excuse the expression. But yesterday, I bought a pair of Vibram Five Fingers running shoes. This came after a friend was wearing a minimal pair of running shoes and said I should read Born to Run, and then other friends who run short…
The city was filled with Easter egg hunts and yard to yard our friends and neighbors chased colored eggs and large Chocolate bunnies. Three baskets were delivered for Tin from the Easter bunny of fun things we did not not tell him were edible. We spent our morning eating pancakes with friends and then flying a kite and staring at the clouds. Yay for Sundays that are lazy and familiar and seem to last beyond…
Yesterday, I joined my neighbor for a glass of wine right by the water. I brought my newly ordered Jazz Fest folding chair to test it and it worked so well, I wanted to just park my butt there and remain for the rest of the weekend. As usual on the bayou, no one sits out there without drawing a crowd and before you knew it we had a lot of other neighbors and friends…
I was at a party recently and the father said of his son who was playing in the sprinkler, “I haven’t told him he is black yet.” It was sort of a jokey way of saying that he hadn’t spoken about race with his son and before he could, his son’s classmate had written a poem about him, about he liked his son’s skin color, which made his son notice he had skin color. Friday,…