Prairie Winds Farm

For sure I am not going to include all of the photos one might expect from a post of New Orleans. But, be assured that you will learn a little from me about the beautiful city.  I was raised there and lived there for 17 years.  As an adult, I often went to visit my parents during the holidays.  My siblings and I lived out of state so, it was important for me to visit because I didn't want them to be lonely. During  our visits we stay at the Hampton Inn Suites on St. Charles Ave.  The hotel was just recently remodeled and it suits our family just fine.  Courteous personnel, clean rooms, beautiful lobby, decent breakfast foods, always hot coffee or tea available.   Maps for the route to all of your adventures are readily available to you at the front desk. Traveling for us is by car but you can also get a pass to ride the streetcar which picks you up right outside the hotel on the streetcar median.  Lush, full, decadent Oak trees, and majes...

Growing up as a Catholic who had the Ten Commandments posted on her classroom wall allowed me to easily memorize them and work continuously to adhere to them.  Recently my sister posted this copy on Facebook.  Thought I would share them with you.  Now you see how being raised in Louisiana can affect your afterlife!

New Years Day at the Houston Zoo feeding the giraffe with my sista. I was in need of a nature fix and flamingos were on my mind.  Remember these from visits to the Audubon Zoo in New Orleans as a child. God Bless my dad for taking us as often as he could.  This is a Chilean Flamingo

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...

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.