Flambeaux


Flambeaux. Well this is curious. I Googled flambeaux to make sure I had the details correct. Guess what? My post from last year came up as number 10 on the page. The only difference is that I published it last year on Feb 10, which makes sense because I shot the pictures, posted them andContinue reading “Flambeaux”

Muses


What you need to know. In Greek mythology the nine Muses were the daughters of Zeus. In New Orleans, the Krewe of Muses first began parading in 2001 and now has over 1,000 riding members. They are the first all female parade to roll at night on the Uptown route. Their most prime “throw” isContinue reading “Muses”

Druids.


I felt Harry Pottered. There were Druids everywhere. They came out of about eight school busses which pulled up along Magazine Street. There must have been 200 or 300 of them . They marched up Magazine Street, turned left on Jefferson and mounted their floats. They did the right thing. After all, the first paradeContinue reading “Druids.”

Choices


Here’s the backstory. As I wrote, we at the Krewe of Barkus were forced to deal with some pretty rainy weather. Early on we were able to duck under some overhangs in Armstrong Park. Yes. That’s Louis Armstrong. Satchmo. New Orleans’ own. “What a Wonderful World.” That guy. We were jammed in all over theContinue reading “Choices”

Marching Bands Backstage… Sort Of


Mardi Gras parades and brass bands just seem to fit together. Usually, there is an order to a parade. There are a group of power company trucks (just in case), a few police cars, some kind of noisy motorcade, the trooping of the flag, a brass band and a float. The bands and floats alternate.Continue reading “Marching Bands Backstage… Sort Of”

Woof, Woof, Woof… Bark


It rained. A lot. Over three inches. That doesn’t stop us in New Orleans. If it’s parade time, we walk. So do our dogs. I’m not sure who enjoyed it more. The people. Or, the dogs. Yeah. Sure. We all got wet. But, what’s a little water among friends? Besides, as National Geographic’s Sam AbellContinue reading “Woof, Woof, Woof… Bark”

“Trow Me Sumptin’ Mistah”


Two days. Eight parades. Over 72 gigs of images. Somewhere near 2,400 pictures. And, I’ve still got nine days to go. Luckily, there are some breaks. No parades on Monday and Tuesday. Still, that’s a lot of pictures. Even for me. What am I going to do with all of them? Well, by the timeContinue reading ““Trow Me Sumptin’ Mistah””

So It Begins…


Sorry. I’m a little late. Well, a lot late. About ten hours late. But, I have a good excuse. Or, maybe the best excuse. I was working. I worked from 2pm through midnight. Yes. I stopped for coffee. A lot of coffee. I had dinner. But, I just kept taking pictures. Once I get settledContinue reading “So It Begins…”

Spring Came… Until Tomorrow.


Even though freezing temperatures and some ice damaged the tropicals, none of that got to the Japonica Trees. After three days of almost near 80 degree weather, guess what? Spring Sprung. I waited until the light got a little lower and started making pictures. I usually like to do macro studies, but there are soContinue reading “Spring Came… Until Tomorrow.”

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