We recently visited New Orleans where I took part in the Saints and Sinners Literary Festival, a new experience for me. I read from my novel (Those Others) and I sat on a panel that discussed incorporating history and activism into our LGBT writing.
While there, the Louisiana coastline was beginning to be affected by the BP oil spill. I wrote a short piece yesterday about the effect on the marshland at Bessemer Science and Nature.
Of course, any trip to New Orleans includes some wandering and picture taking.
We need a coffee shop that advertises in this way here in Bessemer
While there, the Louisiana coastline was beginning to be affected by the BP oil spill. I wrote a short piece yesterday about the effect on the marshland at Bessemer Science and Nature.
Of course, any trip to New Orleans includes some wandering and picture taking.
We need a coffee shop that advertises in this way here in Bessemer
Here are three colorful roosters.
The river is peaceful. Every time I see the Mississippi river in New Orleans I am reminded of my great uncle who drowned in the river. Some say there was some scandal involved, (that it may have followed him from Birmingham to New Orleans) and that possibly the drowning was not accidental. This was decades ago, before I was born.
Some (maybe all) of the streetcars have been painted.
After your beneigts and coffee at Cafe du Monde a ride around town is in order.
And lunch at Clover Grill (with the staff wearing "Clever Girl" t-shirts) provided the best hamburger (cooked under an American hubcap) I've had in months.
We stayed in the Faubourg Marigny (we usually do) where the sense of neighborhood is strong and where coffee shops and small cafes are found on every other street corner in the otherwise residential area.
The historical marker says the area was created in 1805 when the Baron de Marigny began the subdivision of his plantation. Immigrants and free persons of color settled the area.
The river is peaceful. Every time I see the Mississippi river in New Orleans I am reminded of my great uncle who drowned in the river. Some say there was some scandal involved, (that it may have followed him from Birmingham to New Orleans) and that possibly the drowning was not accidental. This was decades ago, before I was born.
Some (maybe all) of the streetcars have been painted.
After your beneigts and coffee at Cafe du Monde a ride around town is in order.
And lunch at Clover Grill (with the staff wearing "Clever Girl" t-shirts) provided the best hamburger (cooked under an American hubcap) I've had in months.
We stayed in the Faubourg Marigny (we usually do) where the sense of neighborhood is strong and where coffee shops and small cafes are found on every other street corner in the otherwise residential area.
The historical marker says the area was created in 1805 when the Baron de Marigny began the subdivision of his plantation. Immigrants and free persons of color settled the area.
This picture was taken on our trip a few months after Katrina. The tree is in the pool area of the bed and breakfast where we stay.
New Orleans is one of my favorite cities in the world. I could imagine relocating to there (no, there are no plans in the works). But how does "New Orleans Opinions" sound for a blog name?
New Orleans is one of my favorite cities in the world. I could imagine relocating to there (no, there are no plans in the works). But how does "New Orleans Opinions" sound for a blog name?
2 comments:
HAHA! That's actually quite good!
What about "NO Opinions, please" ?
Exactly my thoughts.........just go please and keep opinions to yourself! LOL
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