Bayous, BBQ + Magic

It’s not in a hurry to get any where. It doesn’t have to babble over stones, tumble down a fall, break white water against rocks as it churns down a canyon.

BayouBBQToday’s card is not from any deck. It’s from a place I used to visit a lot. It’s no longer in my family but I have some amazing memories. What you are looking at is the top of a custom-built grill that was big enough for three people to work. That water? That’s Black Bayou.

For me, there is nothing in the world like a bayou. It’s got a magic that no other body of water can capture for me. And I love water.

The slow movement of the bayou is part of its charm. It’s not in a hurry to get any where. It doesn’t have to babble over stones, tumble down a fall, break white water against rocks as it churns down a canyon.

All it has to do is lazily drift by. I grew up not far from here. The bayou that was my home bayou was the Bayou Desierd. I spend many a summer day having out in a 17 ft Delhi aluminum canoe.

What place holds magic for you? Where do you like to go when you can? Maybe it’s a certain path in the local park. Maybe it’s a bench in a cemetery.

Journal prompt is this. “Where do I find magic? What piece of land holds magic for me to this day?”

I’d love to know.

Bayou BBQ, November 2011, Stephanie Arwen Lynch

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