NASA photo of Gulf of Mexico Oil Spill

Originally uploaded by Paul Douroux

NASA image captured June 26, 2010

NASA’s Aqua satellite flew over the Gulf of Mexico on June 26 at 19:05 UTC (3:05 p.m. EDT) and the satellite’s Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) instrument captured an image of the thickest part of the oil slick.

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To learn more go to: http://www.nasa.gov/topics/earth/features/oil-creep.html

NASA Goddard Space Flight Center is home to the nation’s largest organization of combined scientists, engineers and technologists that build spacecraft, instruments and new technology to study the Earth, the sun, our solar system, and the universe.

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Originally uploaded by OSTROM ETERNAL

she was just a passerby to a boy on a bar stool. Uptown, New Orleans 2004.



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Originally uploaded by New Orleans Lady

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‘Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form.
“Come in,” she said,
“I’ll give you shelter from the storm.”

And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured
I’ll always do my best for her, on that I give my word
In a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm.
“Come in,” she said,
“I’ll give you shelter from the storm.”

Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved
Everything up to that point had been left unresolved.
Try imagining a place where it’s always safe and warm.
“Come in,” she said,
“I’ll give you shelter from the storm.”

I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail,
Poisoned in the bushes an’ blown out on the trail,
Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn.
“Come in,” she said,
“I’ll give you shelter from the storm.”

Suddenly I turned around and she was standin’ there
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair.
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns.
“Come in,” she said,
“I’ll give you shelter from the storm.”

Now there’s a wall between us, somethin’ there’s been lost
I took too much for granted, got my signals crossed.
Just to think that it all began on a long-forgotten morn.
“Come in,” she said,
“I’ll give you shelter from the storm.”

Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount
But nothing really matters much, it’s doom alone that counts
And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn.
“Come in,” she said,
“I’ll give you shelter from the storm.”

I’ve heard newborn babies wailin’ like a mournin’ dove
And old men with broken teeth stranded without love.
Do I understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn?
“Come in,” she said,
“I’ll give you shelter from the storm.”

In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes
I bargained for salvation an’ they gave me a lethal dose.
I offered up my innocence and got repaid with scorn.
“Come in,” she said,
“I’ll give you shelter from the storm.”

Well, I’m livin’ in a foreign country but I’m bound to cross the line
Beauty walks a razor’s edge, someday I’ll make it mine.
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born.
“Come in,” she said,
“I’ll give you shelter from the storm.”

* Dylan

Isle De Jean Charles – Terrebone Parish-43

Originally uploaded by Preservation Resource Center, Advocacy Department

Isle de Jean Charles lies 80 miles southwest of New Orleans and is home to Cajuns and members of the Biloxi-Chitimacha Tribe, related to the Choctaws and part of the larger Federation of Muskogees. The island was battered by 9 foot storm surges during hurricanes Gustav and Ike and the majority of homes have not been rebuilt. The sensee of pride in the small community remains strong.

Biloxi-Chitimacha-Choctaw of Louisiana:www.biloxi-chitimacha.com/

Short documentary on Isle de Jean Charles: vimeo.com/7356344

Houma Nation: http://www.vuvox.com/collage/detail/06bf10539?i tem=1470

Article – Oil threatens French-speaking Cajuns, native Choctaw: http://www.terradaily.com/afp/100520013827.7pds w206.html



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Originally uploaded by New Orleans Lady

Pointe-au-Chien, Louisiana

The Pointe-au-Chien tribe lives west of the Mississippi River mouth, more than 100 miles by water from the spot where the Deepwater Horizon drilling rig exploded and sank. Headed here from New Orleans, the road branches and narrows until it is two lanes hugging a cola-colored bayou where alligators hide. The tribe lives where the road ends.

The tribe says it has lived in this region for more than a century, one of a group of tribes that escaped into the bayous as Manifest Destiny roared by. But, for a century now, the swamp has done a progressively worse job at keeping bad things away.



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Originally uploaded by Preservation Resource Center, Advocacy Department

Terrebone parish photo documentation
by Michelle B Kimball,
of the Preservation Resource Center…