If you follow this blog much, you know the swamp is my go-to place to get a dose of nature, clear my head, quiet my monkey-mind and just breathe and be. I needed some swamp medicine on Saturday, so I headed across the river to Jean Lafitte National Park and took a little walk. It’s funny how after years of living here, I love the slightly acrid and sulfury swamp smell almost as much as the leaf litter in the eastern woodlands.
Saturday’s walk was a little challenging because of these guys:
Camel flies. They bite. It’s not fun. But they don’t fly fast so you end up squishing them when you swat them while they’re in the middle of biting you or getting ready to bite you. Or when they’re just flying around your head making you feel just a little crazy. I hit myself in the head a lot on Saturday morning.
Now don’t you want to come to the swamp with me next time?
Despite the challenge of the camel flies, who were more insistent on the way out – on the way back they seemed to be in far fewer numbers – I had a lovely walk.
Green is the color of the swamp in summer. Katydids do well blending into all that green.
Or surprises like this painted bunting. This isn’t a great photo, but he was very far away. I’d never seen a painted bunting before! Thanks to the birders at the end of the boardwalk who pointed him out!