Showing posts with label outside my window. Show all posts
Showing posts with label outside my window. Show all posts

Friday, November 5, 2021

Mobile, Alabama: A View From My Window

Mobile is lush. 

Live oaks, magnolias, rain, crepe myrtles, ivy, rain, azaleas, rain.

A view from my window

Mobile Alabama view from a window. September 2021.
View from a window in Mobile, Alabama. September 2021.


Views from windows past

View from my apartment before the teardown. Birmingham, Alabama. August 2020.
View from my apartment before the tear down. Birmingham, Alabama. August 2020.

View from my apartment after the tear down. Birmingham, Alabama. November 2020.
View from my apartment after the tear down. Birmingham, Alabama. November 2020.

View from Tucson apartment. May 2019.
View from Tucson apartment. May 2019.

 

View from apartment terrace. El Paso, Texas. September 2016.
View from apartment terrace. El Paso, Texas. September 2016.


View from my Antigua host's house. Antigua, Guatemala. April 2016.
View from my Antigua host's house. Antigua, Guatemala. April 2016.


View from Opelousas apartment window. Opelousas, Louisiana. March 2015.
View from Opelousas apartment window. Opelousas, Louisiana. March 2015.


View from apartment. Lafayette, Louisiana. November 2013.
View from apartment. Lafayette, Louisiana. November 2013.

View from apartment. Alamogordo, New Mexico. October 2012.
View from apartment. Alamogordo, New Mexico. October 2012.

View from apartment. Alamogordo, New Mexico. October 2012.
View from apartment. Alamogordo, New Mexico. October 2012.

View from my bedroom in Old Rustavi. Caucasus Georgia. September 2011.
View from my bedroom in Old Rustavi. Caucasus Georgia. September 2011.


View from my bedroom in New Rustavi. Caucasus Georgia. August 2011.
View from my bedroom in New Rustavi. Caucasus Georgia. August 2011.



My bedroom window at Azeb's house. Nazret (Adama), Ethiopia. February 2011.
My bedroom window at Azeb's house. Nazret (Adama), Ethiopia. February 2011.


View from Playa del Carmen condo. Mexico. November 2010.
View from Playa del Carmen condo. Mexico. November 2010.

 



Monday, March 21, 2016

Opelousas: Outside My Window #1

This is a post about something I saw outside my window one year ago. The other Outside My Window posts are here.

It was a Sunday morning - March 21, 2015. I was in a zone, working happily on a creative project while listening to spirit-lifting Cajun tunes by way of the local cultural treasure, KRVS.

Presently, I notice sunlight peeking through the slats of my window blinds, and I went to open them to draw that light in.

This is what I saw right before me:

Opelousas incident, March 21, 2015, Louisiana

Let me cut to the ending right now: This story ended in tragedy. A man ultimately shot and killed himself, alone in his apartment. The man who killed himself had children. He lived with a girlfriend. Whether or not he was a good man, bad man, or something in between (one of the things that started all of this was a fight between him and his girlfriend where he evidently threatened her safety) - I don't know.


Opelousas incident, March 21, 2015, Louisiana


My first thought was that there was Something Big happening in the shopping center where we've got the Piggly Wiggly and a Mama's Fried Chicken and a Quiznos and a movie theater. An Operation that was the result of a long-term investigation.

My second thought was, damn, I had something similar happen in my backyard in Alamogordo, too! On that day, I saw a man in my backyard wearing a bullet-proof vest and carrying an automatic weapon. Can't believe I didn't write a post about it. Anyway, there were law enforcement crawling all over the vicinity in search of a fugitive. They found him hiding in the laundry room in the building next to mine. The law enforcement officer I saw in my Alamogordo backyard walked through my apartment to get to the front faster than if he had to walk all around the back of the building to get to the front.

Over time, as I watched the two Louisiana snipers on the roof, I realized the reason for there to be two was so that one could concentrate on the potential target while the other rested. I watched them take turns focusing on their objective.

When I went to the other side of my apartment and looked out my bedroom window, I saw the funeral home parking lot packed with law enforcement vehicles. I saw different law enforcement branches - state police, local police, sheriff's department.

Opelousas incident, March 21, 2015, Louisiana



I found one faction unsettling. Black SUV vehicles with windows tinted so dark, you couldn't see inside. The men who seemed to go with them wore black t-shirts and khaki-colored pants. The black t-shirts had OPD on the front and the motto "Throw Back, Take Down" on the reverse. What has happened to "protect and serve"? Why do the windows of the vehicles need to be dark, secret?


Opelousas incident, March 21, 2015, Louisiana

Rightly or wrongly, when I see "throw back, take down" - with a lightning bolt within a fist, which is the graphic on the OPD t-shirt, I assume the "take down" refers to this. And the "throw back" this. About a month after the incident, I asked a couple of police officers about the t-shirt, and they denied any knowledge about its meaning. They did say, however, that these are the folks who do the regular roundups in partnership with the marshalls and other law enforcement entities. 

Opelousas Police Department t-shirt "throw back and take down." Credit: Daily World.


So there was a lot of manpower, a bevy of police vehicles, and a shitload of weaponry. At a certain point, everyone stood down, and presently an ambulance appeared and soon after that we bystanders learned that the man had killed himself.

Sad.

Saturday, June 20, 2015

Opelousas: Outside My Window #6


It was the tree outside my front window that sealed the deal for me in my Opelousas apartment.


Opelousas, Louisiana. April 2015.

But the trees outside my bedroom window are just as compelling. I like to lay in my bed and do nothing but look at the branches and leaves outside. Sometimes I see wildlife. I often hear mockingbirds.

It is a luxury.

Friday, April 17, 2015

Opelousas: Outside My Window #5



Green lizard, Opelousas, Louisiana. April 2015.

I've seen and heard more interesting things outside my Opelousas windows in six weeks than I saw during an entire year from my Lafayette apartment.

Green lizard, Opelousas, Louisiana. April 2015.


Today it was a lizard looking for love. Literally looking for love. OK, not love, sex.


Green lizard, Opelousas, Louisiana. April 2015.


He searched up and down and over there and over here, oh yes, sir, I saw what he was up to while I peered through the window like that nosy neighbor on Bewitched ... Gladys?

Gladys from Bewitched. Credit: Bewitched wikia.



Periodically, he bobbed his head up and down and then expanded his throat sac, inflaming it with a fiery - may I be so bold as to say, passionate - red of hopeful seduction.

Green lizard, Opelousas, Louisiana. April 2015.


 Here's the video:





For more information about these green lizards, aka green anole, go here. By the way, the anole is actually in the iguana family.






Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Opelousas: Outside My Window #4


In Alamogordo, the sound I heard every day was of the doves. I wrote about them several times:

Alamogordo: White-Winged Doves

Alamogordo: Nesting Doves

Alamogordo: The Silence of the Doves


Here in Opelousas, I have a new daily sound outside my window, that of the fish crow. Unlike the doves, the fish crows are raucous talkers. I kinda like it. Attitude. The recording below is a more sedate accent than what I hear every day, but it's similar:


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Fish crow. Credit: Arthur Morris

Friday, April 10, 2015

Opelousas: Outside My Window #3


Northern mockingbird. Photo credit: Manjithkaini

For the longest time, crows have been my averred favorite bird, largely due to the influence of Carlos Castaneda in my teen years.

But I think now I've got to go with any form of mockingbird. Today, it's all about the northern mockingbird outside my window here:




The good fortune to have a mature crepe myrtle outside my living window, with its slender muscular trunks, the promise of flora to come, and the added bonus of a long, complicated melody by mockingbirds is great.

It reminds me of another mockingbird on the other side of the world, also outside my window, in Rustavi, Georgia here, in this case, accompanied by a dog:







Thursday, April 9, 2015

Opelousas: Outside My Window #2

There is an Outside My Window #1, but it is about a sensitive past event that I will not publish until next year. So it is a future history post, if you will.

Speaking of "outside my window" allows me to think about my Building Behind Me series from when I lived in (New) Rustavi in Caucasus Georgia.

Back to today-ish.

I work online at home and I situated my desk to face the two magnificent, living room windows. The window at my front-left gives me a view of a beauteous crepe myrtle tree that is now fully leafed. The window directly before me looks over the apartment campus courtyard to the building across from me. It's not a particularly attractive view during the daytime.

There is a security light just outside this window and every night its high beam of light shoots not into my window, but across my window. The result is so pleasing. I close my blinds at night and this splashy light leaks into my room through the slats and edges of the blinds in a way that mimics the light from a full moon.

Of course, this strong light attracts insects, yes? Each morning, when I open the blinds to daylight, I see the daily harvest of bugs whose appendages are caught up in the screen.

That's when the harvesters move in. Birds fly up and neatly pluck the insects from the screen. One morning, I saw a pretty green lizard enjoy breakfast. The photos below show his second serving of beetle tartare

Outside my window, April 2015

Outside my window, April 2015


The al fresco dining outside my window in Opelousas reminds me of a dramatic episode outside my window in Alamogordo, which I offer you here: A View to a Kill.