I was up out of bed in one flash and out the door in another. First stop was Breaux Bridge to pick up a cafe au lait to go at Joie de Vivre. (That's French.) Second stop was the town park on the banks of the Bayou Teche to catch the light coming through the live oaks.
A short drive south of town got me to Lake Martin where I took a long walk along
the shore and took a gazillion pictures. Here are a few I like.
It's duck hunting season and I could hear the gunshots from other parts of the lake. There are a couple of duck blinds out in the middle of the lake. I just kept hoping I was far enough away to be safe.
As the sun came up the light kept changing, depending on which direction I was facing...
…and the thickness of the fog at any given point.
After the walk I drove around the other side of the lake and passed a rookery of egrets or herons.
Rick was right. This was my perfect kind of morning. The combination of a new encounter with a natural environment and the opportunity to be creative is my absolute favorite experience.