Our Neighbor Percy

Our neighbor Percy loves to give rides to kids. He’s really sweet and sometimes he and his stablemate Marlon come hang out and nibble the clover. You can book a ride with him at Good Horse LLC.

First Horse Ride

Suiting up for the ride.

First Horse Ride

Now that’s a happy 5-year-old.

First Horse Ride

And this is a happy 7-year-old.

Side note: I discovered that photographing kids with low-brimmed helmets on their heads is difficult indeed. These are the only shots I managed to get without big shadows on their eyes. Ah well, still learning!

First Horse Ride

Of course, afterwards they asked me if they could get a horse. You know, like “can we get a puppy.” *gasp* No, I’ll stick to gardening. We’ll be doing all our horse riding at Mr Percy’s house.

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Winter Walks

We take a lot of walks when the weather’s like this. (Also, honey, I think the kids are mocking us.)

Winter Afternoon Levee Stroll

Lower Coast farms…

Delacroix Road

Our neighbors are so quiet. This guy especially.

My Neighbor

This is sitting on the river batture. It’s only visible in winter when the underbrush is dead.

Abandoned on Mississippi River Batture

Fancy a swim? This is on Patterson Road. Not sure what it was. Attached buildings look commercial.

Abandoned on Patterson Road

Moo. This is across the street from my house. These guys are loud.

Cow Pasture on Patterson Road

Thought of Prairie des Femmes when I took this pic.


Spring is near. The Red Maples say so.

Red Maple in January

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Finally, my dear Q found this on his run yesterday. It’s on the river side of Patterson Rd (the river road). Wonder if this fixer-upper is for sale.

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The Road

When we tell you not to drive off of the road we’re not kidding…

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But we totally understand why you’d think getting away from it is a good idea…

Trees & Fog

I’m still very much a novice at identifying trees. Just when I think I’ve got it, it turns out to be something else. This weekend we explored parts of the property that were inaccessible during the summer. After about 30 minutes of bushwhacking with the kids we found many old trees, pin oaks or shumard oaks, I believe. Most looked mangled and scarred, likely from the handful of hurricanes we’ve seen this past decade. The kids had so much fun playing naturalist, and they collected many specimens to bring home for identification and study. Their latest kick is identifying “critter poop” (I’ll spare you those pics).

Speaking of trees, this large one collapsed onto one of the other trees not far from our back door. It finally slid down enough that we could begin to chop it up. We’ve decided to make outdoor seating out of it since it’s very hard. Probably another oak, not that I can tell just from the bark. I can barely tell from the leaves on a good day.

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Lastly, we had dense fog roll in at only 3pm yesterday afternoon. Immediately we heard the fog horns blaring loudly on the river. Sunday afternoon is peak cruise ship embarking time, so it was a busy time for the river to get foggy. Here’s what they sound like…

January Rose

I found this lovely red rose poking out of the garden this morning in spite of the frosty temperatures. Just one of the perks of subtropical living. Currently, our “garden” is several pots bunched together in the driveway, brought over that way from our tiny urban yard on Magazine Street when we moved last Spring. I’m hoping this January/February we can construct a small plot so in March we can plant a real rural kitchen garden.

In other news, my darling husband gave me a bicycle for Christmas. Now I can take my photojournaling of rural Nola to the next level :)

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