On The Bayou
Recently, I've taken a break from the mountains, oceans and waterfalls to work near home. For the past week and a half, I've been in Larose, Louisiana. Because I'm completely embarrassed to turn in 
an expense ticket for a hotel over $175.00, I've elected to drive the 35 miles north each day to stay at a Hampton Inn in Thibodaux.
Usually, it's the same drive, day in and day out with a cane field on the left and a water hyacinth clogged Bayou Lafourche on the right. This morning yielded a beauty that I really couldn't capture with the camera, but it was mesmerizing.
The sun barely cut through the fog and Spanish Moss turning the landscape into a haunting grey which dramatized the atmosphere.
Further along, the fog began to lift and the sky brightened as I approached Larose, where the Intercostal Canal crossed over Bayou Lafourche. Dozens of shrimp boats, offshore supply boats and push barges lay anchored in the peaceful waters.
Since I had arrived 15 minutes early, it gave me a chance to snap a few pictures. Unfortunately, I consider none to be of outstanding beauty but at least I had a chance to exercise the Nikon.
an expense ticket for a hotel over $175.00, I've elected to drive the 35 miles north each day to stay at a Hampton Inn in Thibodaux.Usually, it's the same drive, day in and day out with a cane field on the left and a water hyacinth clogged Bayou Lafourche on the right. This morning yielded a beauty that I really couldn't capture with the camera, but it was mesmerizing.
The sun barely cut through the fog and Spanish Moss turning the landscape into a haunting grey which dramatized the atmosphere.
Further along, the fog began to lift and the sky brightened as I approached Larose, where the Intercostal Canal crossed over Bayou Lafourche. Dozens of shrimp boats, offshore supply boats and push barges lay anchored in the peaceful waters.
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