It’s 6:25 a.m., and the world is still wearing its nighttime colors. Out here on the porch, the air is that classic Gulf Coast mix—heavy, cool, and so thick with
The transition of seasons here on the Texas Gulf Coast isn’t marked by a sudden burst of color or a crisp chill in the air. Instead, our rites of spring
It’s a novelty, really. A Southeast Texas spring that feels like… actual spring. Today, the mercury is sitting right at a perfect 70°F, and the ceiling fans on the back
I am sitting here with my last cup of coffee. The kids have caught the bus. The grandbaby has been dropped of at daycare. Breakfast has been cooked and eaten.
One of the things I heard mentioned after the Supreme Court disallowed Trump’s tariff excuse was how Kavanaugh provided a “roadmap” of alternative legal pathways. I forget who I was
Yesterday after breakfast I was sitting and doing what one does of a morning with a podcast playing on the YouTube in the background… I was listening… But just barely
When I walked out this morning for the bus run, there wasn’t a bit of fog in the air. As a matter of fact, there was no moisture on my
Note: This series utilizes AI-assisted research and atmospheric imagery. See our [Full AI Disclosure] for more on how we coordinate heritage with technology.
Note: This series utilizes AI-assisted research and atmospheric imagery. See our [Full AI Disclosure] for more on how we coordinate heritage with technology.
