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Clam Bayou

Just around the bend from where I am, and certainly a short walk away, over the chain link fence is Clam Bayou. From here you can head out to the gulf, and this is actually a park area. There has been and continues to be a lot of restoration and work going on here. Of interest tonight was the pack of feral dogs that were romping about this little isle. They barked a bit at us, then moved on, actually going around a few times till they stop to rest.







This guy had pretty interesting markings.  Not too many domesticated dogs have this look.  



Sunset over the bayou.  I'm making it a point to do further exploring, and will detail my findings later.


This looks a great deal like an abandoned Bald Eagle nest, or perhaps a hawk.  If you click to enlarge you will see a bunch of crows have taken over.



A volunteer group did some new plantings earlier this spring.



These signs are posted all around Shawshank.


Finally at rest.


Can't take credit for this picture.  Found it at the Clam Bayou website.

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