The flap of pink wings

exploring the pigtrails...looking for birds... we do that a lot
Something pink caught my eye. She was flying low, but fast. Flapped right over my head ... & flew into a field, where we couldn't follow. Where was she going in such a hurry? To meet another? These Roseate Spoonbill shots aren't mine, but that's exactly what she looked like as she glided away. She wasn't very high off the ground.


drive on...down to the little ferry tucked in heart of industry

It carries just a few cars at a time, scooting between the freight traffic heading up the ship channel. Three minutes (more or less) from one side to the other, tankers looming large... you hope your captain's judgment is true. Spoonbills have been spotted in that area, but no luck for me. Not yet.


landscape? not spectacular, but the sky was pretty
the sky's so important...
many dreams live there
I did get a pretty twilight shot of the San Jacinto Monument. At 567 feet tall (plus a few inches), it's the tallest "monument column" in the world,... taller than the Washington Monument. Such a shame refineries now surround it. This is where "Remember the Alamo!" was cried out... where Sam Houston defeated Santa Ana and the Mexican Army. Texas was born on this spot. A republic first, a state later; yes, we were a country before we joined the USA. That big star weighs 220 tons. See the little observation windows under it? Imagine a little girl peering out of one, taking polaroid pictures & clutching her Daddy's hand very, very tightly.

I remember how it swayed slightly, how it felt to be up there. I wonder if the bars have been replaced with glass? Wonder what happened to those shots? Maybe we'll go back & go up... see what we can see.


Maybe I'll spot something pink nesting in the trees, or the surrounding marsh. We're seeing spoonbills more often. They're coming back to the upper Texas coast, like the brown pelican did. (Pink beauties have taken up residence in golf courses near the Gulf.) If you live where they flourish, chime in & teach me about them. I'm fascinated by their pretty color & quirky faces.
...♥...

Barbara Jacksier's posting about mermaids today
Waterside Wednesday.

True Self

somewhere along the way, sooner or later,
our lives get rearranged
things get torn away from us

we lose bits of ourselves
one piece at a time...



if we're lucky,
the texture of our lives becomes richer in the process



and if we're really lucky... or really smart
we find a way to stay grounded,
to stay connected to whatever it is
that keeps us securely rooted in that place we call
our "true self."

I've lost a frond or two
and my life has acquired it's fair share of texture
lucky thing, I guess, that my true self is not a fancy girl



I'm not sure how grounded I am
but walking barefoot in the shallows keeps me connected to me
I did that today

what did you do to keep in touch with the true you?
what will you do tomorrow?

The first word is "Treasure"

November blooms

Posting in short bursts invites you to interact, to be part of the post. Today I simply offer a little vignette, & hope it speaks to you, or through you. Will you share a little of the story you see in the photo above, in 3 sentences or less?

The first word of the first sentence is "Treasure..."
...♥...
I've decided not to try making this a meme for now...
freestyle is more my style.

And since I have your attention: if starfish, cottage style, and pink affect you the way they affect me, be sure to visit

tales from an oc cottage
(for another sweet giveaway!)