Prairie Winds Farm

Cemetery across street from Commanders Palace 2008 Commanders Palace 2008 I spent a few years of my adolescence living on Washington Ave. in New Orleans on the same block as Commanders Palace Restaurant which was across the street from a cemetery. We used to play hide and go seek in the cemetery. I can still feel the horror as my brother would jump out of the empty grave sites and scare the living death out of us. Sometimes, I would travel to the Commanders Palace back patio entering through the open rod iron gates and the waiters busy setting the tables for the evening dinner would allow me to help them with the setting and placing the sugar bowls on the tables. The back patio was lush with tropical plantings and laden with ferns. The black iron dinner tables were covered with white linen tablecloths that cascaded to the brick covered floor. Along the perimeter of the walls the bricks were covered with a soft green moss that would glisten @ sunset. The walls held gas lanterns of bla

Life is too short to wake up with regrets, so love the people who treat you right, forget about the ones who don't, and believe everything happens for a reason. If you get a chance, take it, If it changes your life, let it. Nobody said life would be easy, they just said it would be worth it.

"Call on me and I will answer you and show you great and mighty things you do not know" Jeremiah 33:3 God promises that anything we ask in Jesus name, He will do and in Jer. 33:3, He promises that when we call on Him, not only does he answer us, but He also will show us great and mighty things that we don't know and cannot even imagine.

A green algae laden water feature to some o.c.d ... er's may cause alarm but to me it causes reflection. I was Born in Plaucheville , Louisiana and raised in New Orleans and at one time lived in an old house that housed our family and an old fashioned ice cream parlor that my mother managed. It was called the Old Fashioned Ice Cream Parlor and was located on Washington Ave. just off St. Charles Ave. and two lots away from Commander's Palace restaurant , Paul Prudhomme and Emeril Lagasse's old employer. Located across the street was a cemetery where I would play hide and seek in the empty grave sites with my brothers and sisters. I spent many an afternoon gazing at the soft green moss laden bricks that covered the walls of our back yard fence. It is this soft, moist picture that my mind painted years ago and this soft green I see as I gaze at the algae growing on the water urn in my backyard. Bringing back to me a flood of memories.