I turned my back on being a vegetarian for the four days I was in New Orleans. Basically, this meant I had shrimp once and oyster twice. The thought of alligator meat, however chicken-like it's rumoured to be, still turns my stomach. I guess I am not a true meat-eater. Huh.
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The turn-off into the Barataria Swamp Tour has a sign that says 'PARK & PRESERVE'. I assumed these words were verbs and was rather puzzled by them until I realised that they were being used as nouns. Then it made sense. Or not.
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This is a photo post. The words will come later.
I. Another Pichavaram
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| Pichavaram in another country |
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| Spanish Moss |
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| Eerie Ent |
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II. Louisiana Story: Oil
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| Sentinel |
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| Remaindered | |
III. And Gators (In Captivity & Otherwise)
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| Heads | |
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| Tails | |
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| and then there were four |
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| teeth | |
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| churning | |
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| Marshmallow Gator King |
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IV. Baby Gator
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| Baby | |
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I'm travelling again Monday, so more silence is expected from this blog. But soon there will be time, there will be time.
Or so I keep telling myself.
