My, but it’s been a strange and tense few months. The worst is over, though, so we buggered off to New Orleans to celebrate, shake the dust off, and see if we could rediscover our mojo. Strangely, I took very few photos (or rather, I took many photos of very few things) — I was so busy just looking at everything (and tasting, and listening, and and and…). (Also, I’m always afraid that I’ll be the sort of visitor who sees a place only through a camera lens.) Here are a few of my favourite photos, though.
There were hidden places:
there was fabulous, silly fashion
there were cats
and of course, there was knitting
It’s hardly a revelation, but New Orleans has more great food, cool music, interesting places, and simpatico people than should really exist in one city. We barely scratched the surface. Great day in the morning, that was exactly the break I needed. Dust duly shaken off, I’m ready to dive into the writing, fibre work, and design that have been so sorely neglected in the past few months. Right after I finish checking out some apartment listings…