In an historic city such as New Orleans, some buildings crumble and other survive the insults of time to be reborn in a new use. Evidence of that is show on this wall in the warehouse district -- it's former use as a electric motor, fans and what-have-you center still linger, broken only by window punched into the weathered brick -steve buser
I read on the Audubon Park twitter the other day that a Praying Mantis is the only insect with one ear. It made me think of this shot, but it took me a while to find it. I guess that means Praying Mantis teenagers are extra hard of hearing. --steve buser
This lady Cardinal (Cardinalis cardinalis ) peeks over the edge of the house done at her nest in the bushes. If they really are sleeping, she may get a rest from the duty of finding and transporting food back to the little ones. --steve buser
A fun day testing your skills against the wind, the water, the sun and the competition on Lake Pontchartrain. Now it is time to take a break and relive it all on shore in Mandeville, LA , with your buddies. --steve buser
Tell me the truth. No matter how hard it hurts. Could you look this squirrel in the eye and deny him one of the pecans you have in your salad? Really?
He came wandering up to a nearby table for lunch the other day. They gave in to the temptation. He probably has a plush, Beverly-Hills style condo squirrel's nest somewhere close by. He just pretends to be down on his nutty luck. Don' you thing? --steve buser
Closing time at the Old State Capitol in Baton Rouge, LA. The ghost descend to close the doors. Well, actually it is just museum visitors blurred by the slow speed I needed on my camera to get the shot in the fading light. But, hey, let's pretend okay? After all, what good is an old building if we can feel the life of the past? --steve buser
Wouldn't it be neat if we could hitch a ride. This Ring-Billed Gull (Larus delawarensis ) could probably let us in on a few secrets of living wild and flying high -- like were to find the best minows, tiny crabs, worms, mice and more.
On second thought, I think I'll take a cab. --steve buser
You probably think of old time-worn musicians when you think of New Orleans Jazz. Remember, though, that every one of them got there start in their earlier years. Here, a young jazz earns their reputation and some cash in front of the St. Louis Cathedral in the French Quarter of New Orleans. --steve buser
When we took a road to the lakefront in Mandeville. But it was gated into some condominiums. While turning around, we spotted this friendly guy, waiting patiently in a pond for a good meal to come by. The alligator appeared to be about 4 feet long. --steve buser
This Mississippi Kite ( Ictinia mississippiensi)was perched about as high as you can get and still be on a tree. We were at my daughter's house in Baton Rouge watching him. He looked around for a good while before he decided he would have a better time in the air. He took off and climbed rapidly to a altitude I couldn't photography him. Then he proceed to put on an aerial display of diving and climbing. Soon he and his mate were off soaring through the neighborhood in search of something good to eat. --steve buser
This squirrelly fellow was begging on the patio of the restaurant where we went to eat today in Mandeville. He was very polite. He didn't take his offering and run off the eat them. Here he is eating a pecan. --steve buser
Walking down the street one day and the decorative entrance on this building caught my eye. Looking, up I noticed the whole front of the building was well decorated. It really brings out a sense of place more than just boxy, unornamented structures. --steve buser
Excuse the pun, please. But, the Louisiana Children's Museum on Julia Street in New Orleans is really a place to spark the imagination of kids of all ages. Our kids, grandkids, nieces, nephews, great nieces and nephews and any other kids we could borrow, have all, over the years, spent hours there letting their imaginations roam. So this electrostatic ball near the entrance is an excellent metaphor to greet you. --steve buser