Bayou Boogie

The sun is setting. Not much time left. One last fishing spot to check out before boogeying back home. Bayou Lacombe sparkles in the dimming light of dusk. Maybe it will be hypnotic for the fish that have been eluding you all day.

--steve buser

Lagniappe ( a little extra)

They live separate existence. Neither aware that their fates are intertwined.

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The colors of night

Painting the sky
The slowly sliding hues of a sunset over Lacombe Harbor. The blues cede way to the yellows then orange and roses. But the high canopy dome above wants to show off it's deep blues and lavenders until the last second. Meanwhile, the crickets, frogs and cicada mark the passing sun with a complex syncopated clicking suite.

-- steve buser

Lagniappe (a little something extra)


Today on Pixel Eyed it's recycled sunshine.

Skipping and skimming

Unspoiled
Skimming the waves -- and the last rays of the sun on Bayou Lacombe. This unspoiled bayou is just north of New Orleans in St. Tammany Parish. We were out on a slow cruise up the bayou, when we caught site of this fisherman.

--steve buser


Lagniappe
Don't tell. Nobody will know. The darkness will provide cover. After all, isn't it every boy's nature to know how things work.

But in the darkness, Paw Paw is running his own covert, sting operation.

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Forest magic

Sky-combed, water-combed wonderland
Tucked back the woods of St. Tammany Parish and the flood plain of Lake Pontchartrain along Bayou Lacombe is a magical place of small bayous that comb through the piney forests and transform the land into a mysterious arborial palace. Sundown is a quiet, mystical, soft-toned time. The sun saves his richest reds and sharpest blues for his dusk hours up in this cathedralled canopy.

We were there for Thanksgiving at my brother-in-laws home. It's about 12 miles across the lake from New Orleans at that point, but unless your swimming, that won't do you much good.... you'll be enjoying a pleasant tree-scented drive to get there.

--steve buser


Lagniappe
Bring on the gods, because this is big stuff. Mercury, ercules, Minerva. Abundance and commercial success for sure. The arts, crafts and wisdom, assuredly ... we must feel good about this endeavor. But the destruction of dangerous monsters -- make us feel safe around all this smoking and belching...

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