Pretty in Pink
Pretty in Pink.

Fathers Day. In New Orleans.

I haven’t been out to a second line parade for a while. I thought Fathers Day would be a good day to return to the scene. It was. I never know what the colors of the colors of the krewes are going to be until I arrive. Red and black on a silver day was stunning.

I don’t need to write much more. The pictures speak for themselves.

Except to say that after this parade I went home. Where we had the ritualistic big burning on the grill. Chunks of chicken, pork and beef were sacrificed to the gods. The photo gods.

White, silver and gray.
White, silver and gray.