Category Archives: What I Saw

Lip Lapping, Green Heron

Finally! For some reason it has taken almost 2 years to catch one again. Green Heron have no lips, that’s obvious. Which begs the question… why do they lick their lips.

I have caught them before but not recently. However, wait for it…

Lip Lapping, Green Heron
Lip Lapping, Green Heron

Not yet…

Lip Lapping, Green Heron
Lip Lapping, Green Heron

He’s getting ready…

Lip Lapping, Green Heron
Lip Lapping, Green Heron

And some lip lapping.

Enter Green Heron in the search box on this site and scroll through the articles. I never marked  any text with the lapping thing, but just look. You’ll see they actually do this as a habit.

 

1820, Lighting The Stairs

For me a house and location like this is best done in any B&W or monochrome style.

This house was grand in it’s day. It still is, but time has taken it’s toll. Ownership remained the same after the US Civil War, however the wealth was gone. The building slowly decayed, and the Hurricanes hitting the Charleston peninsula did not help. Today the home is maintained to conserve the house as it is now. Damage and all.

This has a little more contrast than my usual the light needed it.

1820, Lighting The Stairs
1820, Lighting The Stairs

I don’t think converting the lamp to electricity hurt the beauty at all.

A Prothonotary Warbler

I don’t see these birds out in the open very often. They seem to prefer tree tops, thick branches, and anything else that will ruin a good photograph.

A Prothonotary Warbler
A Prothonotary Warbler

Based on the caterpillar I assume he found enough to lure him out in the open. And lucky he jumped out of the swamp greenery for a few minutes.

Worn And Weathered

Magnolia Cemetery was the first true cemetery in Charleston. Tradition was still strong to be buried in your church grave yard. Elsewhere cemeteries with opulent head stones and mausoleum where popular.

Worn And Weathered
Worn And Weathered

The well known and wealthy citizens of Charleston supported the cemetery, but not enough to be buried there.

The US Civil War was a great equalizer. At the end of the war Charleston, once the wealthiest city in the US, had lost all it’s riches.

Soldiers and sailors were buried here then, and soon after much of the city was joining them.

Pushy Bugger, Alligator

OK, this is an article with a large number of photographs. Don’t let that put you off, it’s a funny and interesting story. He really was a ‘pushy bugger’.

Pushy Bugger, Alligator
Pushy Bugger, Alligator

The following images are in order of our ‘encounter’. And really it started like any other, nothing special.

Below is PB (pushy bugger) and he was floating close to the bank in the corner of this swamp. He was pushing around in the weeds catching whatever his nose bumped into. Typically young gator feeding and he looked to be a couple of years old.

Pushy Bugger, Alligator
Pushy Bugger, Alligator

I took a few shots and stepped to the edge.

Pushy Bugger, Alligator
Pushy Bugger, Alligator

So, PB turned and look, a surprise. His tail had been hidden and based on that curve my age guess was a little off, by at least 2 years. Still at around 4 feet (1.3 meters) I knew by standing above him on the bank I looked huge to him.

Pushy Bugger, Alligator
Pushy Bugger, Alligator

Above he turned some more, looked at me, and moved his head around fishing. You can see the water he has pushed around.

Oh my…

Pushy Bugger, Alligator
Pushy Bugger, Alligator

He put on a little speed and slipped right in front of me, the shot above looking straight down. I did notice he really wasn’t swimming either. His legs were long enough to touch bottom. Perhaps another miscalculation?

Pushy Bugger, Alligator
Pushy Bugger, Alligator

About now PB was facing me, almost on the swamp bank, doing what Alligators will do. Stare up at you and float around. However, his foot was not supposed to be reaching out… toward me and the bank.

Pushy Bugger, Alligator
Pushy Bugger, Alligator

The moment of truth. I’m not new at this. Apparently neither is he.

At this point my camera can only get the top of his head in focus, and I’m staring down through the view finder…not really looking. No good perspective.

He is staring (as you can see) up into the viewfinder. I want the shot, he wants my space. For the shot… he’s coming and I’m staying.

Pushy Bugger, Alligator
Pushy Bugger, Alligator

We both shifted at about the same time. He brushed past, I turned to keep him in focus.

Pushy Bugger, Alligator
Pushy Bugger, Alligator

As you can clearly see, he was completely intimidated by me.

Pushy Bugger, Alligator
Pushy Bugger, Alligator

So concerned he turned his back on me as he almost stepped on my toes. LOL

Pushy Bugger, Alligator
Pushy Bugger, Alligator

My new friend PB took perhaps 3 or 4 steps and found the sunny spot he wanted in the first place. He dropped right down to warm up. Alligators do love their sun.

We were both winners. He found a great sun spot, no one to bother him. I got a a nice series, and kept my toes.

All in all a good afternoon.

Old Charleston Jail, A Finale (3)

An important part of documenting the old jail prior to renovations was to capture the building, from the outside, and it’s old brick and stucco facade.

The outside must be completely repaired and covered to pass any inspections. The history will be lost.

Old Charleston Jail, A Finale (3)
Old Charleston Jail, A Finale (3)

What you can’t see is the details of the handmade bricks. Some very sad details. Slave labor made much of the bricks used. Children worked the kilns and their small fingers imprints, from touching the hot brick, can still be found.

Old Charleston Jail, A Finale (3)
Old Charleston Jail, A Finale (3)

Old hand wrought bars and fittings may remain in a few places, but modern safety laws will mostly have there removed, and discarded.

Old Charleston Jail, A Finale (3)
Old Charleston Jail, A Finale (3)

I walk around here and still surprised that there actually where people who managed an escape.

Old Charleston Jail, A Finale (3)
Old Charleston Jail, A Finale (3)

When people were placed here, even for a short time, I don’t know how they survived never mind escape.

Old Charleston Jail, A Finale (3)
Old Charleston Jail, A Finale (3)
Old Charleston Jail, A Finale (3)
Old Charleston Jail, A Finale (3)

 

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Note; The old Charleston Jail is being renovated to be used for commercial purposes. A small group was invited to visit and photograph the historical site before it is gone. This is part of that project.

Found A Quite Spot, Heron

This time of year the adults need a little ‘away’ time. Well, a lot of away time.

The young are almost full grown, demand constant food, are physically aggressive, on and on and on.

Found A Quite Spot, Heron
Found A Quite Spot, Heron

This Heron dropped off food, and flew to the tree line. Alone to just sit. I was there, but she was way too tired to care. She had a little ‘away’ time.