The thing that I’m looking for. It’s not really a thing. It’s a person. Me. I’ve written briefly about my paternal family. I knew the family mythology. I knew what we were told. Every bit of it was wrong or a lie. A while back I took Ancestry.com’s DNA test. I reckon not much isContinue reading “The Blue Distance”
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It’s Here
Yes. It’s here. It came earlier than I thought it would. It came like an onrushing tide. CoVid-19 arrived yesterday. The person who caught it lives in Jefferson Parish. He or She is being treated at the new Veterans Administration hospital in Mid-City, New Orleans. We haven’t yet been told much beyond that. I supposeContinue reading “It’s Here”
The Last Chance
I didn’t know. I didn’t know that when I photographed the Japonica trees a day or two ago that it would be my last chance. Normally the flowers would last another two or three weeks. But, we had a pretty bad storm this afternoon. Not only did we get a lot of rain, but weContinue reading “The Last Chance”
A Simple Picture
Simplicity. A fall picture. It could be too simple, except that the leaves and the clouds form a nice bow-like shape in the upper middle of the image. To be honest, I’m not even sure that I saw it when I looked into the sky and thought, “yes, that’ll work just fine.” It’s a kindContinue reading “A Simple Picture”
Into the Sky
On some days it looks like trains are flying. They’re not. They are crossing The Mississippi River over the railroad bridge that ties into the Huey P. Long bridge originally built in the 1930s. It was renovated and widened a few years ago. For trains it is the gateway to all points west. Or, toContinue reading “Into the Sky”
A Summer’s Evening
Another one. Another picture that makes you smile. A version of yesterday’s post made from a different perspective. And still. That weird light refraction followed me. I have no idea what it was. I think it was some strange bit of light bouncing around the water droplets in the air. Usually, that reflects something inContinue reading “A Summer’s Evening”
The Bell…
The bell. You know the one. The one tolling. As in, “For whom it tolls. ” It’s tolling for us. In Southeastern Louisiana. I actually have been out and about a little. I went to one of my favorite places. An old train yard. Where there really are old trains. As in the one inContinue reading “The Bell…”
Summer at the Lake
A summer day at the lake. A southern summer day. A New Orleans summer day. A summer day in New Orleans that folks who aren’t from here probably never think about. They think about the French Quarter. Maybe Magazine Street. About parades. Mardi Gras. And, food. We have our peaceful places too. This is oneContinue reading “Summer at the Lake”
A Fine Day
You know that I don’t usually work during mid-day hours. But, every now and then rules are made to be broken. Even if I made the rules. Which is a whole other discussion of another day. Look at it. The scene was perfect. The red carriages contrasting against the fresh greens of spring and theContinue reading “A Fine Day”
