There is saying in New Orleans. It goes something like this. People think we don’t have four seasons. They are wrong. We just have all of them in 24 hours.
That’s just what happened. Warm and humid to cold and dreary. In under 24 hours. I took the dog who sees stuff for a walk yesterday morning and I wore shorts and a t-shirt. I took her for a walk in the evening and I wore long pants and a light hoodie. This morning, I wore heavier pants and a jacket.
I suppose it could be worse. We could have snow and ice. Like the folks up north. Wait, wait, wait. What am I saying? That’s like just asking for it to happen. I take it back.
The picture. i-Phonography. Yep. That’s what they call it. Processed in OnOne. Just something that I saw on another walk. All those shades of black and gray contrasted with nature’s own work caught my eye. In case you are wondering, the black and gray is the trunk of a car. Oh, okay. The boot, if you speak the Queen’s English.