What you lookin' at, fool?

You lookin’ at me? Well, then, take a picture. It’ll last longer!

Better like this?

Or better like this?

Okay, enough posing. I’m outta here.


You lookin’ at me? Well, then, take a picture. It’ll last longer!

Better like this?

Or better like this?

Okay, enough posing. I’m outta here.

At the end of last month, as I visited with my new friend “Lizbeth”, she pulled a dish out of her ice box and said I just had to try her Cajun Caviar on crackers. Before I could say, “Oh my gosh! This is sooooo good”, she was writing the recipe for me from memory. I decided right then and there I would make it for the first BWA and see how my guests enjoyed it.
My trip to Shreveport, LA was fantastic. Not only did I get to visit with LilSis, she went to “work” (if you can call it that) with me all three days. She ran the power point presentation, while I yapped away to elementary school students about our wetlands. I guess we reached about 400 folks…

Who won? Can you say L U N C H? (If you love lizards, then this will be too graphic for you, click away now!) Today after I finished the PROW project and while waiting for my swamp tour customers, this happened right next to my boat. (Click on image to see larger version.) Poor…
It was only five years ago, but it seems like a lifetime. Yep, this blog is now five years old and has gone beyond my wildest dreams, hopes, expectations. Lil Sis is the one who is responsible for getting me started doing this blog in the first place. She had to convince me that it would be good for business and a great way to further educate folks about life down here in the Louisiana wetlands.

Someone on the sailboat spied a dorsal fin, dangerously close to the shore. “Is that dolphin sick?” “It must be sick. It’s beached itself.” “Maybe he just got stranded by the falling tide.” On and on the speculations went by the guests onboard the “Happy Ours” sailing vessel. And while we were speculating, the good…
Yesterday morning, the power went out, and I found myself out on the porch, bird watching again. Earlier that morning, I had noticed a drab olive green bird and thought it might be a painted female bunting. After validating that in my trusty Sibley Bird Guide, I went to get my camera out of the truck and noticed this little guy sitting in the back yard, not a care in the world . . .
What song was he/she dancing to?? Too funny!
The “chicken song” Katy Bug! I need you to write me!!!
I wish my thighs looked like that!
Green heron or Night heron. I feel the need to du de Du soon.
Lean on Darth for me…..
Blu, maybe you just need to offer Timothy James (Darth) to pay for the whole trip and then he can come? He told me he was too broke to come down! But I did lean on him!
Is that a mature bird? Hard to tell his size. His colors are soooooooooo beautiful. I think the males of all the bird species are always “purtier” than the females.
Steffi: our male species are the ones generally blessed with the long, dark eyelashes, great skin and better cheek bones. Us females? We have Maybelline! Just my thoughts.
Of course, I love all the herons, but I especially love these. It is a green heron, and they are much smaller than all the other herons. So yes, I would say it is no longer a juvenile. He is a newcomer to the place where I photographed him. Typically they are more shy than the other herons, flitting from bush to shore to eat and not hanging out in the open for too long at a time. But this one was a captive subject! Pretty much had him cornered!
Green herons are beautiful! We saw quite a few of them in FL.
If he’s a Green Heron, why is he blue? Is it because he’s lonely? LOL
I think the photo color is a little off from reality because he was more dark green than blue. I should have adjusted the color, I guess.
Tried that with all the yankees, no bites. Harder to lasso than dolphin on porpoise. That’s gonna leave a mark…..ouch.
Them birds hide in the shore reeds and cat tail here. Had one over in Indiana that liked my old gray plastic boat couldn’t hang on to gunwales though. Tried three aborted landing… Usually they flush out right at your head then back in the reeds.
Mute swans however will kill you coming out of the reeds. Different story….
Blu, are you speaking in code again? None of the yanks want a paid trip down to bayou country? Maybe you should check your mouthwash and deodorant! LOL!!!
Kids, jobs, and women are main issues. Legal and stuff are others.
Saw a green heron at E tonight. I took it as a sign the bluegill were gonna hit and they did.