Hey y'all

Just got home from a week in New Orleans, where the trees grow some mighty odd fruit.

The natives apparently dry them out in the sun...

...and then use them in graveside rituals...

 

Or as offerings to their gods.

Then, just an hour away from all this silliness, is 20,000 acres of this.

As always, I have wonderfully clever yet profoundly meaningful observations to share. But first, I need to go grocery shopping, vacuum up muddy paw prints, and play with my dogs. The best of all good things for the new year to you all.