Happy Chinese New Year.
Life changes. This holiday almost escaped me. How could entering The Year of the Fire Rooster pass me by? Time. Passings. Distance. Once I spent a lot of time in Asia. Mostly Hong Kong, Singapore, Shanghai and Bangkok. Now, I don’t.
When I returned to New Orleans I became more involved with the culture. Mardi Gras culture. Second line parades hosted by benevolent societies. Mardi Gras Indians. Baby Dolls. All things New Orleans.
Both are lunar holidays. For the first time in a long time, Mardi Gras and Chinese New Year are not on about the same day. So, we can honor and celebrate both without tripping over ourselves.
The picture. I made it in the Wong Tai Sin Taoist Temple. In Kowloon, across the harbor from Hong Kong. I made during another Chinese New Year celebration. I don’t remember the technical stuff except to say that it was very low ISO — probably native — with an f-stop of around f 2.8.
As far as Chinese New Year goes, Wikipedia does a good job. Find it here at https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinese_New_Year
Gung Hei Fat Choi… Y’all.