A little rain must fall.

Summertime. And the living is wet and rainy.

Ask any New Orleanian and you’ll learn the July and August are soggy months. If the humidity doesn’t get you, the rain will. They go hand in hand. The humidity builds up, the heat draws the clouds and bang. The rain falls. Usually pretty hard. But, we all know that it won’t last long. The rain stops. Everything cools down. The air becomes a little more pleasant.

For ten minutes.

Then it starts again. Wash. Rinse. Repeat.

Most of us know to carry an umbrella. We mostly wear some kind of open shoe. Like flip-flops. Like Crocs. Or, sandals. We wear shorts. T-shirts. Women wear sun dresses, sometimes. We are going to get wet. The lighter that we dress, the quicker we dry.

Real old school, long time folks just dress normally. Jeans. Long sleeved shirts. Closed shoes. The summer weather doesn’t seem to bother them.


They are delusional from heat induced craziness.

It’s not for me to say.

That’s a very long-winded way of saying, be like a Boy Scout.

Be prepared.

I know a photographer who won’t take pictures in the rain. His camera isn’t weather sealed in any way. He hasn’t figured out the trick of using a small garbage bag and scissors. Cut two holes in the bag, wrap it around your camera and you are good. To go.

Not photographing in bad weather doesn’t fly with me. I live by the old saying, “When the weather turns bad, the pictures get good.” At the very least, you’ll have some pretty wonderful reflections. It’s even better if people are part of the picture.


This picture. I posted it on Instagram. I didn’t post it here. I started thinking that I should. So, here it is.

I met a friend for coffee prior to the first day of Satchmo Summer Fest. I actually wasn’t really up for working that day so we hung out for a while. The rain started falling. I turned around in my chair and made this picture through the door window. Easy as that.

For Instagram, I made the picture black and white. That’s sort of become my signature over there. Obviously, I left the color alone for Storyteller.

Not exactly.

I wanted you to see the rain drops as clearly as possible so I worked on that in post production. I also didn’t want to over enhance the color since it was bright enough on its own.

Funny thing about this place.

Back in the day when I lived just down the street, I would finish my work and hang out here. I’d walk my dog  and we’d sit outside and visit with our neighbors.

In those days, I had to ship my work. It was film. After review and selection, the seconds were returned to me via FEDEX. I did this so much that the driver knew where I was. He’d drive up Esplanade make a u-turn and bring the box directly to me. He couldn’t stop because of their tight schedules, so I asked what he liked to drink. Drivers can’t accept cash gifts, but they can accept food, drinks, and stuff like that.

I started trading him.

He’d drop off my package and I’d have coffee waiting for him. Or, ice tea in the summer. I could do this because he had to stop at a red light. I would hustle inside and buy his beverage. The baristas thought that was very cool, so when they saw me coming they had the drink ready. I paid them after the driver passed by.

Neighborhood places are like that. This is a chain, but it’s a local chain. One of their Uptown stores is where I hangout prior to photographing the start of Mardi Gras parades.  Instead of FEDEX drivers, I hang out with the NOPD.


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