Two cops rousted our car camper, lecturing him on carbon monoxide while shining big flashlights in his face, gun hands on their holsters. Ten minutes later they left, and once out of sight, our neighbor cut loose with choreography worthy of a Super Bowl touchdown celebration.
Read MoreWe’re in the early stages of the monarch butterfly migration here in central Kentucky. A few weeks ago they began leaving Canada and northern USA on their long fall flight to Mexico. I saw one yesterday looking confused. She crossed an open field to our huge parking lot, then began circling as if she’d lost all sense of direction.
Read MoreOn New Year’s Eve we put together a big batch of grillades and grits. This is hard to believe but neither Kat nor I ever had that dish in all the years we lived in New Orleans
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Life on the Blue Highways 