A dense, soaking fog. A burst of camphor from the dunes as winter takes an intermission and allows a misty, warm morning: this is the lead-in to a cold front, but as warm as it is, high 70s, one would be forgiven for thinking it is spring if not for the faded grasses and flowers.Winter in... Continue Reading →
Of Biting Bugs and Gopher Wood
Nature does nothing uselessly. -- Aristotle Southeast Texas Salt Marsh Barrier islands in the United States are typically backed by marshland. The marshes have their own magic and sometimes standing on the edge and looking out over the wide stretch of grass and calm, shallow water is as mesmerizing as staring at the sea. Unfortunately,... Continue Reading →
Welcome to Surfside Beach, Texas
I am finally getting a moment to bring this blog to life. We have lived here since April of 2018. I'll begin with reposting my original page on the topic of this move (found here on my writer's site, Scribbling by the Bayou.) This new site will focus on the nature (both literal and philosophical)... Continue Reading →
