Starting to writing this I just read their description in Cornell Labs. It says ‘a secretive master of camouflage small heron’.
He didn’t get the memo.
American Bittern
Tag Archives: Charleston
Good ‘Ole Boy’ Sunning, Alligator
Just a local getting a little sun.
Oddly I have reached the point where walking past a sleeping Alligator, hands in pockets, is perfectly normal.
Jill Hooper – Love Letter
In the rotunda of the Gibbs Museum I spotted a familiar face down one of the wings. Jill Hooper, a self portrait, in a style that she is known for.
The last time I saw this painting it was hanging as an exhibit in one of the old Charleston manors, in an unfinished room with several other works. Prior to that it hung in London’s National Portrait Gallery.
This is a recent acquisition. The artist lives in Charleston and is now hanging here and several museums in Europe.
I obviously like her work 😆.
Color In Passing
It’s still a thing to spot a bright flower and quickly grab a shot. Spring brings a whole new crop of colors.
The images below were taken on a walk the other day. None were in great spots or had exciting shapes. But look at the colors, and remember it wasn’t that long ago things were (mostly) brown.
Charleston, South Carolina.
Casually Watching Me, Alligator
This is a favorite spot for resting. While the photograph shows this as what you might think of in the middle of a dangerous place, it’s deceiving.
This is a mid-sized pond with a statue, small bubble fountain, and a nice tourist bridge. A main path for plantation visitors runs along the far side of this pond. It’s a busy spot, and the gator is popular to see.
While he doesn’t live here full time, the river is close for food, he does often enjoy the spot .
Like so many of us I think he loves to ‘people watch’. That’s what he was doing when to took this.
Not Much Around, Alligator
We had family in town a few days ago. Rather than do anything too far from home we went for a walk by the river.
It was quiet, I even commented how there was not much around to see. As usual I straggled behind with my camera. I took a quick shot down the length of the waters edge and caught up.
Later I looked at the camera’s back screen.
So maybe I should look a little harder next time.
Huguenot Church / French Quarter
We were walking through town heading to the Gibbs Museum and I noticed the doors were open here for visitors. An open church door is like a gigantic hook…grabs my camera every time.
The first wooden church here was in 1645, this building was built in 1845. It was rebuilt once more, the French Quarter in Charleston was targeted by the Federal gunboats during our US Civil War.
Male Anhinga Breeding Feathers
Anhinga, a transplant from South America. They moved up from the Amazon, through Central America, and now moving through North America. Obviously they are not a push over. In fact only the Alligators aren’t afraid of them.
Anhinga is a Brazilian Tupi tribe word for a ‘snake bird’.
Anhinga in a Cypress swamp.