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i am not clear on what was happening
I saw this one drizzly morning. It looked sort of…combustible…so I kept going.
Or, what I mean to say is that I made a few photos and THEN kept going. But you knew that part.
New Orleans, Louisiana
photographed 4.12.2023
morning light
I am fortunate that my real job gives me travel opportunities and I try to always use these work trips to grab a few photos.
I saw this scene one morning in New Orleans, only about three blocks from where I worked when I was in grad school. In those days, way up on the fourth floor of an office building, we had a daily view of construction of one span of the bridge you can see here. I’d never seen it from this angle before, and how nice of the sunlight to land right there on that little piece of wall…sometimes NOLA will hand you a gift.
New Orleans, Louisiana
photographed 4.14.2023
sometimes repairs seem pointless
I don’t want to disparage what these workers are doing, but given the number of holes in the roof and the way that far wall seems sort of frail makes me wonder if there’s any real need to focus on whatever’s going on in that pit.
New Orleans, Louisiana
photographed 4.12.2023
night windows
I guess I ought to have wished for a room with a more traditionally scenic view – maybe the river or downtown or whatever. But on the other hand: while this isn’t “scenic” in the traditional sense, I was very fond of the three lighted windows in an otherwise dark building across the street.
New Orleans, Louisiana
photographed 4.12.2023
NOLA, in the spring
I went to grad school in New Orleans. Trust me on this: the summers are very hot, very humid. Like so humid you can’t even breathe. Like so hot you can’t even move.
As a career-having person, it turns out that I have a lot of conferences in New Orleans, and most of them are in the spring. (See previous paragraph for an explanation.)
Somehow, though, spring in New Orleans seduces me almost every time I’m there. The colors are lovely. The food is delightful. The air feels soft. And Every. Single. Time. I think, “It wouldn’t be so bad to live here.”
Except, you know, not.
New Orleans, Louisiana
photographed 4.12.2023
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