Mississippi Gulf Coast

As we drove along Highway 90, crews of workers were patrolling the shoreline for oil debree. Aunt Martha lives on the sound, as we enjoy the view and the muggy air I watch flocks of brown Pelicans,once endangered. now flourishing, and utter a prayer for their safety. We are sleeping in the lower story destroyed by the waters of Katrina and rebuilt by volunteer Christian crews. This week I am greatfully whistling Dixie