to reduce my carbon footprint so that my country may in turn reduce its dependence on oil, both domestic and foreign, but especially that found in and coming from the inland marshes of south Louisiana and the Gulf of Mexico.
Bayou Woman
It’s a Sunday morning, a very still, quiet morning–the morning after the New Orleans Saints won a playoff victory while tens of thousands of Who Dat Nationals chanted and cheer them on. They must have chanted well into the night, as indicated by the absence of Who Datters posting on the ever-popular social networking web site, Facebook.
The buzzing of airboats reverberates across the marsh like giant bumble bees, humming their way from nest to nest in search of this ancient delicacy.
BW finds new purpose in new house for old items from old house . . .
While waiting for bids on finishing the veranda, front steps, and railings, the front porch needed something to keep folks from falling off until I get the rest of the work done. Handy Friend to the rescue!!! He brought his trusty table saw, nail gun, and tool belt and set right to work first thing…
Let’s pick two contest winners!
Floating Islands? Really? Yes, really, but not the kind of islands you might be thinking of. These are man made and hopefully not the kind humans will ever be deserted on. They serve a much greater purpose, and the concept just blew me away.
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ALL TOURS CANCELLED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE
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Can you believe it? I’ve been sitting here doing blog chores for the past hour, listening over and over again to Bob Marley’s Three Little Birds!
This is the very best video of the song ever. EVER!
Betcha it’ll make you feel better, too!
And your birds are beautiful.
So, I’ll have to wait until my techno-son gets home from school tomorrow and hooks up speakers to my desktop before I can hear this audio/video song; but isn’t it more than just a tiny co-inky-dink that you were listening to Three Little Birds while I was blogging about them. I mean, are we THAT connected already?
The Owl I recognize, but I need “ejucatin” about the other two. The second one, I’ve seen in photos but have no idea what it’s called.
All you need do is “scroll over” and the text tells you what they are . . . . and these were all three seen in the same swamp, which is on my tour route for the luckiest who get to go there.
Beautiful!
Steffi, BW put the names under the last photo I think. Blue Heron and Night Heron??
Right you are, Cammy!
Love the pictures. You do have an eye for capturing nature’s beauty.
Thanks for your time and efforts
Soooooo, it’s getting very hot down here. I almost got sun stroke today on a fishing trip. When are coming for your tour?
Up to my neck in work now thru middle of July. Maybe I’ll bring an umbrella and cold watermelon for you so we can take the tour.
😉
Bayou Woman is having trouble sleeping at night when she should be and having trouble staying awake in the daytime when she should be. Any advice?
Uh-huh. Tell the rest of the world it has to adjust itself to your schedule.
My mom’s done it with me, and it works great for her!
Go wit de flow.
Blu sleeps when he sleeps.
Out to local pond tonight and Great Horned Owl picked a couple fish out of the water. No Bat sightings tonight.
If you figure out the answer to the sleeping problem, let us all know please. For some reason, everyone down this way is having trouble sleeping. My son came by this evening and he was dragging. Said he woke up at 1:30am this morning and couldn’t get back to sleep. Hope he sleeps tonight. He gets really cranky when he is tired. I think it is the humidity that is the problem here.
Thank you for your comment, though I’ve had more gloom and doom today than I can stand. With BP finally releasing the videos of the oil leak, and now posting a live feed, it’s just more than I can bear to look at. I am literally sick over this tonight. Now, I’m just hoping I can put this all out of my mind enough to go to sleep. Please don’t be offended if tomorrow, I delete your comment, just because I simply can’t handle the bad, bad news. Sorry.
Beautiful, Wendy.
Thanks, Carrie, but I fear you’ve caught me at my worst. I had no clue you were a “lurker” here, but I’m honored that you are!