Only in New Orleans . . . (photos courtesy of Hill Nanny), Travis’ passing mentioned here.
5 days, 21 hours ago
A little more from last Sunday’s second lines. A little more music. A little more brass. Toot, toot, toot. Honk, honk, honk. And, some rat-tat-tat on the snare drums. 171 more words
1 week, 2 days ago
It’s funny how life turns on a dime. This post was supposed to be experimental. Not the pictures. The technology. WordPress allows you to program the time when you want to make a post. 645 more words
2 weeks, 1 day ago
Well. I’m sure they don’t think that they’re babies.
In so many ways, they aren’t. They understand the honor that has been bestowed on them. They understand they are the future. 78 more words
2 weeks, 2 days ago
Music. Food. Culture.
That’s the heart of New Orleans. Other stuff too. But, those are the big three. They are all mixed up and served in a gumbo. 324 more words
2 weeks, 3 days ago
Monsters and Angels
Times of grief and battle
Two souls laid to rest
Separate, once as human
Eternal sisters, joined at last
Sorcha stepped off the streetcar, into the leafy tunnel of Washington Ave. 508 more words
1 month ago
I’m getting to the place where I’m getting very low on pictures that I want to show you. That’s not to say that I haven’t been working. 370 more words