Sometimes, I have to eat my words. Many of you contacted me. You don’t want me to end Storyteller. Amazingly, you like it. I don’t want to end it either. Sometimes I get a little burnt out and want a break. But, right now I’m pretty energized. I’d like to keep going.
So, I’m going to experiment a little this weekend.
The WordPress desktop, as it currently stands, is horrible. I can’t see how the page looks before I schedule it. You can’t see the captions. But, they are there when you open the picture. One of you said that you could see the post via Facebook. And, Twitter. I know that too. I’ve tested it. But, that’s not the issue. It’s about production. Not, how you view it. Yes. What you see is very, very important. But, my intent is also important. One without the other doesn’t work. And, there is no spell check. At least that I can find. If you know one thing about me, it’s this. I’m a horrible typist. I don’t need spell check to help my spelling. I need it to check my typos.
These pictures. I promised you prettier views of places in New Orleans that you can go when you stop by for a visit. I’ve been doing that for the past few days. Some are older. Some are reworked. But, they give you an idea of the city.
The big picture is Magazine Street. The longest shopping street in the country. It’s old, funky and very local. Only a couple of national chain stores are located anywhere on the street. One is Whole Foods. I doubt that you are coming to New Orleans to see that, even if the very first Whole Foods was opened here.
The picture to the right is a commercial second line, playing in the French Quarter. I know, I know. I keep telling you to get out of the Quarter, but you also so should see that you can have fun without drinking all the booze on Bourbon Street.
Below that is a picture that I call Mardi Gras Flowers.
The river at sunset is really a bayou. Bayou St. John. If you paddle towards the sunset, you’ll pass City Park, a golf course and eventually you will come to Lake Ponchartrain.
Next to that picture is St. Louis Cathedral that I made into a dreamy state.
Next to that is the old building on Royal Street That I photographed during the blue hour.
And finally, a classic view of Decatur Street, Jackson Square and St. Louis Cathedral that was taken at dusk during a super moon. The moon is over my shoulder so that it lights everything, but you don’t see it.