T-ballers lose interest to sandlot sketches

It is our grandchild, Sophie, with her first season of t-ball.  She was able to hit the ball and then get on base.  However, that's where her interest waned. The first baseman joined in the fray.  I want to guess they are posting on their own brand of social media.

Did a ball go by here?

It's the first year of t-ball for our granddaughter Sophie. Standing in the outfield waiting for action to happen within five feet of her is not her style.  So anything for a distraction.  In this case, it appears to be contagious.

Grandkids take down music.

It was too wet outside to play, so they sat there they two.   Nothing to do.   Then, they hit upon an idea.   They would play some music, just like mommy does.  So our two grandkids, Sophie, 2, and Sullivan, 6, pulled out some music books and chose their song well.  (Me?  I was surprised they had them upright. I wasn't even worried about the two different books, two different songs thing.) They had it down -- where to place the books, how to look over the notes, the calmness of preparation.  Then came the music.  Sweetness to a grandpa's ear.  Of course, not so much sweetness to the dogs ears.
--steve buser

kids, Louisiana

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Misty morning malaise

The driving was a hard puzzle this weekend with all of the fog.  We were in Baton Rouge babysitting the grandkids.   This is the Mississippi River Bridge Sunday morning as Linda drove across and I was riding shotgun.... er, make it shotcamera.
--steve buser

Fog, weather, Louisiana

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What a lily..

This water lily was at the City of Gonzalez Jambalaya Park.   We went there today to take our grandchildren to the Splash Pad.  This lilly was in the fish pond in front of the splash area.  I applied a watercolor filter to the shot to give a painting effect.

O, yeah,  the kids had a great time dashing and getting splashed.

-- steve buser

Water lily, Baton Rouge, Louisiana

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Old State Capitol -- gliding down the stairs

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

Old Stae Capitol, Baton Rouge, Louisiana

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Mississippi Kite with no strings

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

Misssissippi Kite, Ictinia mississippiensi, Baton Rouge, Louisiana

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Art Appreciation.

This was at a concert a couple weeks ago in Baton Rouge. The band was playing just behind this splashing pool. Quite a few of the kids took advantage of the cool water for a respite from the heat. Come to think of it, so did several of the adults. These kids were using the scuplture just in front of the band to get from one level of the pool to the next.
I'm guessing this a true art appreciation.

--steve buser

Baton Rouge, Festival, FestForAll

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Tail-pinching good

It is that time of year, right? So, if you've never eaten crawfish, you're wondering "what has got into him.?" If you have eaten crawfish, you're jealous.

This was the weekend treat at my brother, Gary's house.

--steve buser

crawfish, Baton Rouge, Louisiana

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Whole lotta shakin' (and splashing) going on

You have to study this picture to take it all in. This is at the Baton Rouge FestForAll this weekend.
Famed Henry Gray and the Cats are playing a swinging blues song up on the stage in the back. In the pool in front of the stage, kids (of all ages, but mostly less than 10 years old) are splashing away -- some of them for hours. In the foreground, the hard driving beat has the young-at-heart of all ages, showing off their swing steps. Over on the right, some spectators were snapping to the beat.

That's the Old State Capitol of Louisiana in the background.

--steve buser

FestForAll, Baton Rouge, Louisiana, Henry Gray and the Cats, Old State Capitol
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Lying low, up high

Maybe some of us are just better at concealment that others.

But, one would expect something as small and feathery as a Northern Mockingbird (Mimus polyglottos) to be an expert at the craft. Then again, maybe not. After all, their whole life is about getting attention.

This fellow was hanging out on the electric line in my brother Gary's backyard in Baton Rouge where we stayed this weekend. He would land and start singing his imitation of about 15 or so different bird songs from other species(However he sang them about twice as as loud as those he was mocking would sing).

Then, he would fly up about as 5 feet, as conspicuous as he could be and then fluttering slowly back to the wire about 10 feet further down the line. This would go on for about a half an hour, before he would fly up to the top a a huge oak He had an appointed round on specific branches that he would move through-- singing on each one.

But this one time, he suddenly got silent and crouched down. I don't know what he saw, but I was thinking "It serves you right you big show off.

--steve buser

Mocking bird, Mimus polyglottos, birds, Baton Rouge, Louisiana
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