Just Peaceful, Just Birds, Just a New Year
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.
Tag: Gumbo Cove
Winter Solstice and Vast Lustrous Skies Beg for Poetry
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.
gentle things and small moments (a poem, revisited)
Everyone touches the world in their own way. Making my own tiny imprint through this blog, I need to balance the dark with the light, the yin with the yang. This post and poem are gentle and positive.
Labor Day Recipes, Remembrances and Reflections – Oh, My!
Tossing out my anchor for this Glover Gardens 2023 Labor Day all-over-the-place ramble, with memories of rollicking good times and barbecue, family trips and dolphin sightings, recipes and Jimmy Buffett.
Finding My Way Back to Watermelon Love
A lifetime of taste aversion to watermelon was vanquished with a Watermelon Salad. Sweet Baby Juiciness, that fruit is delectable!
Who needs fireworks when you’ve got sunsets and peeps?
A fiery sunset beats a fireworks display any day.
A Wild Goose Chase: the Fallacy of Assumptions
A family of geese came and went, causing us to worry about predators: gators and eagles and hawks, oh my!
We’re Not Crabby, We’re Happy!
Crabs caught just off our dock at Gumbo Cove were perfectly satisfying and reminiscent of my childhood at the beach in Gilchrist, TX.
Valentine’s Rewind: Being Spoiled at Field’s in Bay St. Louis
The Grill-Meister and I celebrated Valentine’s of 2020 at Field’s restaurant in Bay St. Louis; we’re reliving the memory with the photos.
Living with the Dichotomy
A heron stopped by Gumbo Cove while I was there doing more cleanup from Hurricane Zeta.
It was a Mud Bath, a Mud-Slinging Mess!
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.
the haiku that wrote itself under the apricot-indigo sky
Cicadas and air conditioners are the soundtrack of warm summer evenings as the indigo sky darkens on another day.
Seafood Boil Leftovers Make a Great (Easy) Chowder
Loose guidelines for a super-easy chowder that’s ready in about a half hour. And wowza, is it good!
A Yellow Tie, Flip-Flops and an Alligator
A few random things as we batten down the hatches before Cristobal comes to visit.
A Mardi Gras-Ready Grocery Store
The grocery store had everything we needed, plus a coastal-Mississippi-right-before-Mardi-Gras culinary cultural tour.
Haiku: Foundations
Everything needs a foundation; you can’t just jump into something without laying the groundwork and expect it to work.
gentle things and small moments (a poem)
Everyone touches the world in their own way. Making my own tiny imprint through this blog, I want to write more about the gentle things in life.
