Glittery Stars

  Country singer and songwriter, Mr. Rodney Crowel wrote (and sings) a song called "Stars on the Water". While Mr. Crowell was referring more to the reflections of some honky-tonk lights, I think of this song a lot as I look out over the Bay when it is all glittery.   If there is the slightest ripple on the surface, "stars" brighten the water during sunshiny days. Mr. Crowell was not the first one to mention this, though, as Granddad used to point out the sparkles when I was a child.  "Look at the stars on the water!" he would tell me.  "They are shimmering like diamonds!" Needless to say, I was entranced by the beauty!

  This morning, Ms. Nycto, the Bayou Princess, meowed to me to feed her at the late hour of 5 a.m. She batted at my hand, nuzzled my face and then plopped herself down on top of me.  Fifteen pounds of cat sitting on my chest was enough to shake me out of my slumber.  Time to rise and feed the cat.  Once up, I made a pot of coffee and heated some cinnamon bread for breakfast.  This I toted to the living room so I could look out over the water.  It was a bright sunrise and the light danced about on the ripples of the water.  I thought about Granddad's waking me with a glass of juice and piece of toast.  "Get up, Sleepyhead!  The stars fell in the water again!"  Such happy memories of time spent with my grandparents.  

  Imagine my glee when Mr. Crowell released his song about the very same sparkles over the waters of the Deep South.  Then later, hearing George Strait and Jimmy Buffett sing about my beloved area. Sure, they sing about the nightlife of the surrounding area but to me, the song will always be tied to Granddad and his description of the shimmery waters of the Bay.  

"Beaumont to Biloxi

Seabreeze at your door

Gypsy rains, dang hurricanes

White, silver sandy shore

Blue Light Lounge is shinin'

Way out on the view.

It looks just like stars on the water,

Just like stars on the water,

Just like stars on the water, let it rain."

  

  Yep, Mr. Crowell, you did good writing this song.  It definitely describes my Bayou (with the exception of the lounge).  Thank you, Sir!