Recovering Baptist

There’s almost always an element of truth to every joke, even to the ones about us Southerners and inbreeding. I mean, heck, my family tree is more intertwined than it ought to be (thanks mostly to two brothers marrying two sisters). But only in the South could we purposely inbreed something in hopes of creating something so stunningly beautiful.

The photographer said “You get the idea that something is off, but not immediately.” I’ve always loved Tigers, but I never realized that the white ones had so much in common with many of my southern cousins.

One of my side hobbies is photography. I’m not a good photographer, but once in a while I’m pretty pleased with the things I capture. Of course, the challenge to modern photography is that seeing a good shot, using the right settings, and actually pushing the button are only part of the requirements for a good picture. You now have to add the old skill of good cropping to that of image manipulation (I love gimp, but that’s because I’m cheap).

So here are a few pictures from my recent vacation. I woke up on our last morning there and spent about an hour with my camera.

One of the strange things about this part of the Gulf Coast is that the beach erosion has uncovered countless stumps. While they make body surfing a bit dangerous, they’re fun to photograph.
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