Some guys go duck hunting on Christmas.  Some people go to movies.  Momma and I went in search of an elusive vine: Supple Jack.  To be honest, the vine isn’t rare, but its home is in blackwater swamps.  Special places, also home to cotton mouths and deep holes hidden in black water, but in winter,…

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Do you care what goes into the river and stream and storm gutter?   If you go see the life, the magic the fragile and towering things that live in along our water ways, you do. Every little rivulet formed in in these rainy days has this kind of life beside it. It takes everybody.  We…

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