Bayou St. John.

If I wanted to just phone it in today, I would let the photos do all the talking.

Hey! Who slipped that last one in there?

Now you know why I like to go to Bayou St. John. I am painting pictures of clouds. Oil paintings, the best kind.

Things are hopping over here at Whalehead Industries. It’s all fueled by daydreams and chutzpah.

Now the paywall. Five more scholarly footnotes referring back to articles in the archives. You don’t know what you’re missing. There is usually a picture of your humble narrator, too.