52 Places to Go in 2018

Earlier this week, I mentioned Fodor’s list of places to avoid in 2018. Almost as soon as the ink dried on that post ( or digital imprint made), I heard on local radio that the New York Times listed 52 places to go in 2018. What’s number one on the list? New Orleans, Louisiana. I […]

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Fodor’s No List 2018

While skimming headlines this morning,  I saw that Fodor, the travel guide, has a top 10  list of places to avoid in 2018. Honduras made the list. Since I lived in Honduras for a number of years, and I plan on returning  later this month, I thought it was worth my time to read the article. Honduras […]

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Shorts

No, I am not wearing short pants. It’s unseasonably cold in Louisiana. We’re having days  upon days of subfreezing night temperatures. I am speaking of short bits of information that I will write about in this space. I finished a Shutterfly book this week about my father’s family. I wrote about my family’s arrival to […]

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The White Flower

Today’s post is a repeat of a post I wrote in 2012 when I lived in Honduras.  Yesterday, a little girl named Marta handed a flower to me. At first, I demurred. My hands were full, literally, as I served plates of beans, eggs, and other goodies. I passed her by a few minutes later […]

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2017 Favorites

  I put together just a few of my favorite photographs from 2017. Some are places I visited this year. I have a few from Nicaragua, Honduras, Florida and Mississippi.  Some are from ’round here in Louisiana. In the spirit of Advent, i.e. waiting for good things to come, I will share good stuff happening […]

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Caution: Be Alert, Shelter in Place

I confess. Somewhat shamefacedly, I confess to clicking on Facebook quizzes. However, I don’t publish the results. I have my standards. Just look, don’t publish.  This quiz, the word cloud, supposedly captures my most used words on Facebook. As anyone can see, Honduras is smack dab in the middle. It’s definitely in the middle of […]

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Dead ducks quack

This tale is part of an occasional series on my father’s family.  Did you know that you can make a dead duck quack? If you press on the chest, a duck will quack. When I was a little girl, I used to help my father with dressing ducks after he returned from a shoot. My […]

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