This article will ramble a bit, because that’s what I was doing when I decided to shoot this series.

All the photographs here are taken along a mile (1 k), or so, old marsh road. It was late in the day and we had no goal but to get out with our gear and stretch our legs close to home.

The marsh here is an old plantation rice field from the early 1800’s. A river, which is behind the tree line, feeds all the marshes from here to Charleston, South Carolina.

At one point the river turns close to the trail and is visible between the brush and trees. I may live here, but I certainly don’t have that view.

Canals run through here and wildlife, all kinds, use them like highways. Above a Moor Hen can be seen. They are the warning system around here. When they see a person it’s a loud scream and they walk on water to the nearest reeds. It’s really hard to sneak around here.

This is an easy walk, the road about 3 miles (5 k) in total and used once in a while with carts for cleanup.

I am never the only one out here. Above are 2 other locals (guess I’m a local I live here). An Anhinga dries out on an old ramp while a Great Blue Heron hunts from a clump of reeds. This day I bumped into 5 – 6 Heron, almost walked into 2 having a disagreement.

Above an Anhinga sat on an old pillion at the end of the road.

No particular subject matter in this article other than a few random photographs on a walk ‘around the neighborhood’.