Thursday, April 23, 2015

Blackberries……and a return to Grand Terre with signs of recovery as nature rebounds

It’s springtime here and that to us, and many others, means blackberries. Loading into our truck we took a short ride to Elmer’s Island. We had seen bushes there with red and black berries and soon we were deep in the brambles watching out for fire ants and deerflies while trying to fill our sacks and bowls.
 Returning home we saw a positive sign of recovery as the shrimp boats are lining up in the pass. There they were jockeying for position as they tried to assure their position in the frontline. It’s the boats in the frontline, which catch the most shrimp as the shrimp ride the tide into the back bays.
Nature does have an amazing recovery power and here on Grand Isle and Grand Terre there are many other signs of recovery. So the next day, when the wind calmed and the rain stopped, Gary offered to take all of us on a boat ride.
Beachcombing has always been one of our favorite pastimes and the uninhabited beaches here are full of flotsam and jetsam, (flotsam was lost as stuff washes overboard from boats, and jetsam is stull that was tossed). Gary collected buckets, a life ring, a crab trap, and some beautiful driftwood. Before long he had talked me into helping him carry it back and so Renita had to take an image of us returning from our beach safari.
We also collected some beach glass, shells, and pottery shards including a beautiful shard with an image of George the Third. Among the beach glass we both found some black glass, used for grog bottles in the early 1800’s and some dark opalescence glass typically used for perfume bottle. Looks like we had better get busy and do some more wire wrapping.

A calm day, with clear blue skies, and a picnic on the beach. Lots of stuff for our already filled fifth wheel, and a fine day with family, (not to mention the blackberries)! Thank you Connie and Gary! Clear skies.

1 comment:

  1. Neat post. I would love to get out to that uninhabited island.

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