Join the Fun: Gulfport Mardi Gras Parade Highlights
A pictorial celebration of the joyful and festive coastal Mississippi Mardi Gras vibe: Gulfport’s family-friendly daytime parade brought zero debauchery and maximum delight.
A pictorial celebration of the joyful and festive coastal Mississippi Mardi Gras vibe: Gulfport’s family-friendly daytime parade brought zero debauchery and maximum delight.
Perhaps our celebration of each new year is a collective symbol of hopefulness, the idea that we can change, evolve and improve.
What’s on the menu at Gumbo Cove for New Year’s Eve 2025: a shrimp boil and focaccia.
Feeding seagulls and feasting our eyes on pastel sunsets in late December light is soul-nourishing.
A story of a hat and a shared sense of identity borne of innocent and playful times spent with friends while growing up at the beach.
An open reflection in prose form on the hopefulness factor of celebrating the new year, illustrated by numerous species of shorebirds with a seemingly collective sense of peace and purpose.
The sky in Bay St. Louis is luminous, intoxicating, and just can’t take a bad photo, so I wrote a haiku to honor it.
A lifetime of taste aversion to watermelon was vanquished with a Watermelon Salad. Sweet Baby Juiciness, that fruit is delectable!
Seagulls recall a jazz standard, Side by Side, and the Glovers of Glover Gardens had an anniversary.
Crabs caught just off our dock at Gumbo Cove were perfectly satisfying and reminiscent of my childhood at the beach in Gilchrist, TX.
Musings about why we appreciate sunsets, a recipe for a refreshing Chambord and rosé cocktail, and a haiku.
We’re all waiting for the day when friends can once again be greeted with a bear hug.
Hurricane Zeta is behind us, the new roof is going on and Kimball’s is back where it belongs. It’s the little things.
Wishing you all more whimsy than ‘grimsy’ during this crazy winter of pandemic…. stay safe, everyone, and enjoy those small moments.
When a hurricane storm surge happens at Gumbo Cove, the water roars in from the Gulf and goes back out eventually, but leaves behind an unwelcome calling card: canal mud.
