Nick was just
Nick was just 10 years old when this picture was taken on Horn Island. He is the great grandson of arguably the South’s greatest nature artist, Walter Anderson. And mom, Rosalie, a biologist, is close to cracking a way to … Read More
Maybe I yap
Maybe I yap on about it too much. Yap on about land loss, that is. And, you can tell nothing from this picture, but this was all land a week before the picture was taken. The crabbers who took us … Read More
It’s the crack
It’s the crack of dawn, and these men have been pulling crabs out of the water for two hours already. It’s backbreaking, repetitive work with not nearly enough or nearly long enough breaks. During one 5 minute reprieve, they call … Read More
I’ve been thinking
I’ve been thinking recently about our fragile environment here in Southeast Louisiana. Did you know, for example, that the dirty pipeline will end in our wetlands? Dirty freaking energy for export. Greed upon greed. Profits before people. Or, that everything … Read More
It’s the youngest
It’s the youngest one’s birthday today. The baby, although he looks and sounds more like a man with every passing day. Once a tiny round thing with a falsetto voice, then blue-haired and defiant, now 16 and stumbling into that … Read More
All hail Easter.
All hail Easter. All hail rebirth. This day I break my meat fast and spill blood (or, really, oyster juice) to sacrifice to this concept of resurrection. Lights out. Then you push on through to the other side. Seriously though, … Read More