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What do Blogging 101, Alligators and Gardens Have in Common?


photoEven though I am not a professional photographer (I wouldn’t know an aperture if it hit me in the face), I decided to embrace the

Nature Photo Challenge in order to fulfill my daily Blogging 101 assignment.

Currently, I’m living on a quiet island on the coast of South Carolina. There is not much for entertainment on this island: 3 miles of secluded beach, loggerhead turtle nests and lots (I mean lots!) of migratory birds. And alligators. Alligators love brackish water so the tidal creeks and marsh are perfect. Alligators also are rather territorial so they mark their spot and tend to hang around that area. We have an alligator in our backyard lagoon we call “Al.” Last year, it looked like Al hit it off with “Sal” and welcomed her into the lagoon. We’ve had a periodic sighting of “Gal” who is either an offspring or someone vying for Al’s attention. But, I digress.

Besides alligators and migratory birds, we also have tourists. We call these tourists “Vs” (as in “visitors.” This all relates to a miniseries and short-living TV show “V” about aliens but that’s another story!) The Vs rent beach houses by the week and quickly learn that it’s a different pace of life here.

Yesterday while working in my garden, some Vs came to take a look. One V was practically jumping up and down. “Are the alligators here?” I said “Well, I hope not. At least not here in the garden. Listen, if you see an alligator in the garden, run!” She wanted to know where to go to see the alligators. I pointed her to the closest creek and said she’d find plenty there. Off they went with anticipation of their first alligator sighting.

People who live on this island really don’t care for the alligators. When I head out at the crack of dawn to row, I have to peek around the corner to make sure Al is not in our carport. I have to remind guests not to let their little kids hang out in our yard unattended. Small dogs need to be on leashes. In short, I find alligators a serious nuisance.

But the tourists love them. And, believe it or not, they will try to feed them. (Seriously, some people leave their brains at home when they vacation.) Hence, the sign. You can go to jail for feeding an alligator. Can you imagine? “Hey, buddy, what are you in for?” “Feeding the ‘gator.”  (Nodding heads.)

I always make sure to close the garden gate when I am tending the garden. It’s bad enough to fend off the migratory birds who think sitting in the middle of my garden plot is a delicious idea. But, the thought of an alligator traipsing around my garden peas? Not on my watch!

As for the tourists? In the south we have a saying and it certainly applies here. “Bless their hearts.”


Author: CJPardun

I'm a professor of Journalism and Mass Communications at the University of South Carolina. I am passionate about rowing, I'm mostly scared about sailing (but I'm competent), I love to cook when I don't have to, and I have some fairly strong opinions about journalism education.

7 thoughts on “What do Blogging 101, Alligators and Gardens Have in Common?

  1. Delightful post. Living in a touristy area and yet sometimes touring other areas, I relate to both perspectives.


  2. I really enjoyed your post and bless their hearts is right. I am often baffled by the seemingly stupid signs that are necessary to remind people of the obvious. Trust me, if I am ever a V in your part of the country, I will not be looking to feed any gators.


  3. Hubby never did see the gators! I saw several on my trips. He should have come with me. I would never feed them, nor bears.


  4. By the way, I live at a canal in Amsterdam and almost daily we have Vs watching us and making photos of the houses and boats; I wish I had gators here to scare them away. 😉 “Bless their hearts”. Loved your post.

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  6. South Carolina beaches are so filled with V’s you can hardly find a place to sit at times. Our daughters seem to have located one spot that is relatively free of them, and they have a good rest from the fast paced life in the city. There is a whole ‘nother culture where the V’s are.


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