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Toadstool From the Toad’s View
Fortunately for me, last night’s hurricane Laura landed well to the west of Gulf Shores.
Although heavy rain fell most of the night, this elegant toadstool withstood the downpour. This morning it was fresh, looking newly developed, but by late afternoon it began to droop; age is having its affect.
I believe this fungus is poisonous to humans, but the ants seem to be getting something beneficial from it.
Stick and Stones
River in the Root
Pre-Historic … Maybe Not
The simple presentation transforms it into art. It hangs at the Drowsy Poet Coffee Shop in downtown Foley, Alabama. A fine place for coffee, dessert and friendly conversation.
Along the Bon Secour River, which flows into Mobile Bay in southern Alabama, there is a large fleet of deserted shrimp boats. Some are huge, some rather small, but they all have been abandoned. Hurricanes or tropical storms have severly damaged most of them. Speculation is that they are too damaged to repair (repairs will cost more than the boat is worth). Other possible reasons are that the shrimp fishery is too depleted and competition too intense, the boats have paid for themselves and owners are no longer interested in the grueling work of shrimping, but then who knows.
Regardless, The Alabama Abandoned and Derelict Vessel Fund, established June 2018 and managed by the Secretary of the Alabama State Law Enforcement Agency, is for payment of the seizure, removal, transportation, preservation, storage, advertisement, appraisal, and disposal of a derelict vessel. Effective June 1, 2018 Act 2018-179 relating to derelict and abandoned vessels, authorizes the removal of a vessel from the waters of Alabama under certain conditions by a law enforcement officer or a private property owner. Previously, a property owner was responsible for legal fees, and litigation required to remove a derelict vessel from his dock. The costs were prohibitive.
Eight Forty Eight
Shadows, Lines and Wrinkles
Wilted African Violet
Downtown Taiban, NM
There are no horizons,
New or otherwise,
For the fallen leaves of December.