I know these posts have been photo-heavy and word-lite recently, but I'm just feeling that way. I did come across this photo in my Internet browsing sessions earlier this afternoon, and immediately was reminded of hacking through the forbidden swamp near the house as a child, swatting mosquitoes and trying not to step on the snakes. Whenever I tell people stories about my childhood, I try my best to make it sound like I grew up on the edge of the Amazon. Alligators! Alligators eating puppies! Poisonous snakes! Swamps! Torrential rain! Grits! People are always amazed by the stories; I think they're really trying to get their minds around the fact that people voluntarily settle an ecosystem that's actively trying to eat you.
