The Great Blue Heron
Why do the
Great blue heron
Fly away when
I get close by?
They must think
That my camera
Will shoot them
And make them die!
Why do the
Great blue heron
Fly away when
I get close by?
They must think
That my camera
Will shoot them
And make them die!
Okay, so I haven’t been blogging every day or even every other day. I’m here, late at night, before I lay my weary head down, to ask your forgiveness. . . . and to report just a glimpse of what I’ve been up to this week, besides managing Camp Dularge. I managed to get in…
By now, most of you have watched the most-watched show in the history of the History Channel, “Swamp People”. If you haven’t, then tune in this Thursday at 8:00 Central Time. These alligator hunters have become local heroes, and are just about as real as they come.
With Camp Dularge getting busier and busier, my time to enjoy bayou life is growing shorter and shorter it seems. Okay, I’m not complaining, just saying, that’s all. Today was a typical Tuesday, except for this little surprise . . . in the bayou in front of the house. Termite thinks this gator has been…
It all began at Big Al’s Seafood in Houma, Louisiana. It was a muggy hot Saturday afternoon, and with not a whole lot better to do, I decided to drive into town and check out the local casting call for the popular reality TV series Swamp People.
There were a couple of interviews going on when I arrived, with several other
It was 1979, and I was working as a dispatcher for ODECO. She answered the old black phone in her native tongue, her words lost on me. I had called her house to ask if her son, the crew boat captain, happened to be home. Hoping she could understand me, I continued in English, “He has to go on a run right now.” His boat was next up to take a trip out to the Gulf to deliver emergency equipment, and as night dispatcher, it was my job to find him. She understood me well enough to relate to me in broken English where she thought he might have been.
It’s draped in green right now, with a few other colors mixed in. The jasmine vines that creep up the posts are in full bloom and smell so deliciously sweet. As we take a closer look, we see that flowers and leaves have mixed and mingled and made wonderful friends while decorating my front porch…
I don’t have my copy of “The Yearling”—did Jody witness the dance of the herons or sand cranes? These are beautiful pics BW!
Love the last photo!
Just figured out why my replies haven’t been getting through. I typed out a response to your question this a.m. (which didn’t appear) about the Herons flying off. So here goes…Ya got to use the trolling motor. You should know that from fishing. That bird was looking at her next meal and you ran in there and scattered it. She flew off in disgust and “cussin” you. LOL! Actually, I KNOW BW wouldn’t do something so rude and unsporting. Doesn’t matter if it’s birding or fishing.
You’ve been posting comments here a long time . . . what was the glitch? LOL!
Flop a kayak on the ‘tooner then sneak up on them. Those water level shots of gator eyes ought to be cool too. Egrets and herons grouping up here.
Here’s a thing I been observing. White egrets can snatch fish in hover mode. Herons not so lucky.
Come on, where’s those other wading birds?
Been pondering getting some ‘cement’ pelicans for Big Pink.
BW wants some cement pelicans. What’s Big Pink got that I haven’t got? LOL! I do not care to ever get close to a gator in my kayak, thank you very much. What? I focus on one bird for a specific reason, because they are abundant right now, and you clamor for something else. Dang it. I can never make everybody happy.
Ok I am going over to the home of the ‘cement’ goose next weekend. They got everything. Well maybe not Choup’s fave dolphin but a lot. I got an intarsia heron. That will be your word for tonight.
I don’t have to look it up. My father did intarsia, and even made his own patterns. I’m wondering if you have a true intarsia or just a wood inlay. And where did you get it? I’d like to see it. Photo, perhaps?
They are real, not flat puzzle things. Guy lives in Webster, Fl. Was from my home town area a long time ago. I’ll see about a pix soon.
Fantastic shots! I love the 2nd and the last one. In the 2nd photo, are those wild elephant ears growing around the tree trunk?
Thanks for the compliments, but these are pretty much done “on the fly” and not as good as they could be! And yes, those are wild elephant ears. The further fresh you go, the more there are.
Gorgeous photography! These photos bring a bayou scene of complete peace and calm.
Welcome to Bayou Woman, Martha, and thanks for the kind words. Come back any time and meet the great people who visit here! We have lots of fun when BW posts something interesting!!
Where IS that Bayou Woman?
Just remember, BW. A picture is worth a thousand words!
To snap a great blue heron,
you’ve got to be quite daring!
And sneak up quietly, like a mouse
(or “petite souris” here in the south).
Kill that motor! “Paddle, Termite”!
Grab the camera, focus just right…
Alas, she flies! She glides on by.
Maybe next time, shutterfly.
*wink*
Oh my! Outdone by my progeny! Isn’t my Dotter just an improved chip off the old block? LOL!
When I re-read my little impromptu poem, I have to laugh at how cheesy it is! I don’t think Dr. Middleton would classify it as some of my better work! *lol*
Impromptu? Honey, most of us can’t write a poem that good even if we sit all day and work on it! I LOVE it!
Playing catch-up with your site. Wow! Your pictures are BEAUTIFUL, W.!
Thanks so much, Jenny!