Always going back to the swamp: Jean Lafitte Barataria Preserve


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photo by Ryan Sparks
photo by Ryan Sparks

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I know, I know. Another damn post about the swamp. Every few months I try to get out to Jean Lafitte to snap some new photos and fantasize about fulfilling my childhood dream of becoming a park ranger. I can’t stop taking pictures of where I grew up. I even dedicated an entire zine to it (ahem, click here to buy).

Lately I’ve been working seven days a week between two  jobs, which leaves me with little free time. So when I got an unexpected day off from work recently, I called up my good friend Ryan Sparks and we high-tailed it to the West Bank. Just don’t tell maw maw and paw paw I went on “that side of the river” without visiting them. I kind of feel bad that I didn’t swing by their house. Old Cat’lic guilt dies hard, y’all.

Springtime is the perfect time of year to make the trek to Lafitte. March through May hits that sweet spot; the temperature is delightful, plus you can spot gators sprawled out on the banks without getting eaten alive by mosquitos. I’m also that weirdo that gets really, really excited to see snakes. Copperheads are my favorite, but as a former card carrying member of the Gulf Coast Herpetological Society, I appreciate all things scaly. Insects are another story. I want nothing to do with anything that has more than four legs. Banana Spiders, however, do not phase me. Go figure. If you want a reptile free experience, go in the cooler fall and winter months.

A torrential downpour let up right as we ponied up to the Bayou Coquille trailhead, which allowed us to play around with our cameras without worrying about getting our gear soaked. Be warned: I wore my shit kickers and I still almost ate it on the slippery board walk, so make sure to wear sturdy shoes. I do love the swamp after a good rain though. The duckweed turns the color of pea soup and the air shrugs off the tension of humidity. The canals were especially chocked full of vegetation on this trip, which created an illusion of carpeted clearings throughout the swamp. I wonder how many tourists try to step out and land knee deep in mud. I wonder how many of them know better.

Southern Fashion Bloggers: Easter Sunday Best

Even though I always start my days off with good intentions I always prove to be a terrible blogger.  For example let’s say I’ve managed to put together a semi-decent outfit with a couple of spare minutes to snap a picture. Suddenly I can’t find my camera or I realize that I look like a bloated, beached whale thanks to a late dinner of cheese fries and ridiculously amazing alligator sausage at Dat Dog from the night before.

 In this case I had a really fun day Easter Sunday and forgot to take pictures before the sun went down. What can I say I was too busy watching my 92 year old great aunt out dance everyone else (yea pretty awesome) and taking advantage of swimming (me not her) to bother with pictures of my outfit. However I did manage to snap these shots in my living room when I got back home. One of these days I’ll learn how to be a real fashion blogger.

My favorite pieces of jewelry are ones with hidden details. Flip this necklace over and the intricate metalwork keeps on going like my own private piece of art.
Tank top: Pins & Needles from Urban Outfitters
Skirt: Love Letter Nation (as seen on Miss Malaprop!) 
Heels: DKNY Collection via Buffalo Exchange
Necklace: Buffalo Exchange
Check out a few of the other Southern Fashion Bloggers and what they wore for Easter.
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