Mik ... u so craaaazy!!
ackshully ... i wuz RAISED in da swamp just a few streets over ... NOW, i lives upon the May River ... here's me:
i just happened to get these pix at a nice high tide ... i'll take some more when i feels better ... collard greens, nuh uh ... i had to smell too many of them cookin in my mama's house ... bleh ... my illness won't allow me the LUXURY of pinto beans, as MUCH as i luv 'em ... but hey ... fry me up some frikkin "Arsh Taters" (translation: Irish Potatoes) ANY time!! roflmfao!! i'll eat the hail outta them!!

meanwhile, i'll have a frikken fluffernutter sammich with them buttered biscuits!!

mmmmmmmmmmmm ... just a simple child am i.
oh, btw ... no airboats around here, y'all ... dang oyster beds out here'll cut 'em to shreds ... 'course u can put in just a few hundred feet over & be o.k. ... i'll take some pix at dead low tide so y'all can see ... we got "razor blade" beds at low tide ... p.s. - i'm askeert of the water ... gimme mountains to climb ANYday!!
huggles,
