Thursday, February 23, 2012
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
A little giraffe ballet anyone? These giraffes were just checking me out -- trying to guess if I was going to feed them or something. I was standing about eight feet back from the fence at Global Wildlife Center in Folsom, LA. Nonetheless, the attendant wandered over and suggested that giraffes have a longer reach than that, should they decide to lean across. I had no problem moving back.
Monday, January 18, 2010
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
The Grand Canyon at sunset is one of the real treats at this national park. There are good spots and better spots to do this. We kept traveling along the rim of the Canyon looking for that perfect spot. Finally as the hour grew late, we pulled into a parking area and found a "suck-the-breath-out-of-your-lungs" view. The scenery, the colors, and the shadows made a constant play as the sinking sun skimmed its rays over anything it could still hit.
Monday, October 26, 2009
We had the grandkids and a bunch from Linda's family at the Global Wildlife Center in Folsom this weekend. I don't think I have ever seen brighter kids' eyes thatn when they found out they got to feed giraffes, zebras and buffaloes and more. It's a vast open range prairie that the animals roam freely.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Thursday, November 6, 2008
It was a lazy day at the Houston Zoo this past weekend when we were there. It wasn't all that hot, which brought lots of people (we had the very last parking spot, furthermost from the entrance.). ;
The animals were languid. There didn't seem to be any snap in anybody's pace, on both sides of the fence.
Just a lazy semi-summer afternoon.
The brown pelican above and his (her?) mate barely moved unitl the fish were brought out for their meal. After eating, they took a short swim on the pond. Don't ask me what that was about -- don't you always take a swim after you eat? You don't?
Go figure. --steve buser
Monday, November 3, 2008
Sunday, June 15, 2008
The end of the slide has come and you now slip into another feeling, another being. You let the water surround you and shoot past your face. You slide into the colorless world of your new aqueous being. Mouth closed, you hide your life-giving air tightly inside you while you explore your new watery existence.
Hey, its what being a kid is about. Exploring your world in all the ways you can. But never too far from mom.
Our grandson, Sullivan, forgot that he had become a fish at the end of last summer, but he quickly remembered that was what he was in his first visit to the deep. The fisherman becomes the fish.
The site is a water park in College Station, Texas
-- steve buser
Monday, April 7, 2008
At the beach in Galveston, our grandson practices the fine art of wave jumping. Our daughter, Vicky, and our son-in-law Aaron, also dip their toes in the salty waves of the Gulf of Mexico