Daddy took us out on his boat for a most excellent, relaxing ride through the bayou. After putting in, we began to putter, and did just that! Putter! We lazily rode along, watching the banks, remarking on the houses we saw, and calling attention to any wildlife.
There were many beautiful houses right along the edge of the bayou (think river). One in particular had an outdoor chess set in which the pieces were about three feet tall and a large chair, over ten feet tall, like the ones my granddad made that my mom had set out on the front porch when we lived in Georgia. Another house had a beautiful cabana by the pool, a place that I would frequent everyday if I lived there.
We saw many birds of different kinds, seagulls, osprey, and red-winged black birds. A huge nest was built in a dead tree high above the water and the mother and father bird could be seen flying about it. The seagulls congregated around the fishermen we passed on the shore, hoping for a bite of whatever bait the men happened to be using.
Perhaps the most exciting of the wildlife we saw was none other than, an alligator. He was lurking near the shore when we puttered by and sank lower into the water until we passed so that you could only see his eyes and the tip of his nose.
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