We are sweltering here on the Bayou just like most of the rest of the Deep South. When the temperatures rise to the triple digits in the morning, it is time to seek out coolness where you can find it. Most folks say to "Stay indoors!" I cannot. There will soon come a time when I can no longer roam the property in search of magical sights so I try to cram every bit of nature into my day while I can. Doing my indoor chores before the sun rises and then the outdoor chores before the heat slams me, I am pretty much left to my own whims by midday. Then, I seek out the shade where I find it so as to while away the hours in a wonderland of beauty.
Earlier, I slipped down behind the canebrake to check on a small turtle that had gotten itself in quite a predicament yesterday. As turtles are known to do, this one had rooted around in a boggy area enough to entrap itself. The poor thing was stuck without an exit. So, it was up to me to gently shove the poor critter from the muck with a broken cane. Once free, the turtle seemed mighty grateful but was a bit slow-moving...even for a turtle. Today, the critter could not be found so I am assuming it finally came to its senses and headed for the underbrush. Since I was this far down, I figured I may as well nose around a bit. At the base of an old live oak tree, I found the perfect "fairyland" of enchantment. Between a few rogue sprigs of old asparagus ferns and the twists and turns of a trumpet vine was an adorable mushroom. It was no more than two inches tall and had most velvety red cap. Obviously, the snails had thought the mushroom was perfect, as well, as something had nibbled on it just a bit. Still, the sight was enough to bring a smile and cause me to linger for a bit under the umbrella shade of the oak limbs.
This, my friends, is what I consider the perfect way to escape the heat and the confines of the Little Bayou House. While I adore my little home, slipping away into a magical world of nature is the perfect diversion.

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