Having lost power for several hours last weekend due to a storm, memories emerged of a column I wrote years ago for Louisiana Conservationist magazine. With your indulgence, I’m sharing that column with you.
The orchard oriole is a bird that has always fascinated me. The black and burnt orange color combinations of the male balanced with the olive green and yellow of the female make for an extremely attractive pair.
My first glimpse of a bald eagle in Louisiana took place when I was just a kid and the one I saw was sitting on a nest made of a huge pile of sticks and branches high up in a big pine tree not far from my home in Goldonna.
I’m already looking forward to June 3 when the next full moon makes its appearance. Out where we live in the country, there is something mesmerizing to drive east down our road at dusk and see the full moon pulling itself up from the wood line. If it’s a high pressure, low humidity day, the moon is so bright its easy to see features on the moon’s surface.
The National Marine Manufacturers Association ( NMMA), the leading trade association representing North American recreational boat, marine engine and accessory manufacturers, announced this week the growing economic impact of the recreational boating industry across the United States.
She’s old, gotten fairly long in the tooth and like most of us, tends to slow down once this happens. There is hope, however, for one of this area’s favorite lakes, Lake Claiborne.
According to the Louisiana Department of Wildlife and Fisheries, almost 700 species of native Louisiana plants and animals are considered Species of Greatest Conservation Need, a designation that includes threatened and endangered species as well as uncommon species that rely on imperiled habitats (e.g. barrier islands) for survival.
The month of May is here and I’m glad. It was with mixed feelings that I ripped April off my calendar and bid it good bye with good riddance mixed with a measure of thanks. Let me explain.
If I were to begin this column telling my readers how much I love to turkey hunt, you’d likely to be shaking your head and mumbling …”there he goes again.”
