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Sunday, July 17, 2011

Fountains whet appetite for concert



Sometime back, we were at a concert in the courtyard by the Old State Capitol in Baton Rouge, LA.   I don't know if this is a common occurrence, but many of the kids were splashing in the ponds and fountains.  It was great relieve from the heat, I am sure.  This young man took it up a notch, lying in the water and leaning over the waterfall.  It was not long, though, before dozens were as immersed in the water as the adults were immersed in the music.


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Saturday, February 26, 2011

Sunny Serenity of Selected Seats.



Looking out from a baptismal font in a church into which we wandered in Washington D.C.  The sun had found a trio of windows it could blaze through and was adding real ambience to the scene.   It's nice to have a production assistant like that when your shooting photos.


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Saturday, September 11, 2010

Ferris Wheel wait



These two are waiting to go soaring at the Aquarium in Houston.  Big Ferris Wheels always get my stomach quesy.--steve buser


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Friday, February 12, 2010

Smiley Gators



Well, snap my finger!  

It looked like a chorus line of Alligator mississippiensis.  They sat staring out at the crowds from their French Quarter shop perch.  They seemed almost to be saying "Come on, snap me up."
Okay, it was a bad joke, but I tried didn't I?
-steve buser

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Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Duck -- the water is your world.



When you live in it, swim in it, and eat from it, even a little extra murkiness in the water can't stop you from appreciating its vitalizing power.  Yeah, that's refreshing.
--steve buser

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Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Nightfall hush



Nightfall out in the backyard.  Calm, quiet, still. As if the night had sucked the sound as well as the sun from the horizon.
-steve buser


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Friday, January 22, 2010

Black-Crowned Night Heron



I go all over the place trying to find these birds, then I walk out my door a few months back to find one is there in the ditch.   This is a Black-Crowned Night Heron.
--steve buser





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Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Rules of the road: buffalo rule the road.




Don't get out of your car to get close to wildlife near a road, the park rangers tell you at Yellowstone Park where this was taken.  Still, people do it all the time. The buffalo looks calm and peacefule moving across the road, but apparently they can get riled easily.  If they do get riled,  they can put up such a tantrum that a car can be the loser.
--steve buser



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Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Giraffe ballet anyone?



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.
--steve buser


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Monday, January 18, 2010

Giraffe, eye-to-eye.



Seeing wildlife is an up close and personal thing at the Global Wildlife Center near Folsom, LA,  north of New Orleans.  The animals come up to the wagon train to eat from the visitors' food cups.
--steve buser


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Saturday, January 2, 2010

Crystal flowers from Yellowstone



I love these lovely crystalline structures that grow in the pools of geysers at Yellowstone National Park in Wyoming.   Unless I am mistaken, that is a quarter that someone dropped (hopefully accidentally) on the "flower" -- it gives a sense of the dimension.
--steve buser




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Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Cool journey home




In the cool of the evening and in frigid mountain waters, this gal was slowly making her way back home up in the mountains.  This is on the west side of Yellowstone National Park, shortly before you exit the park.
--steve buser


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