Sunday, December 22, 2013
Christmas lights...East Hill style
Category: 35-70 2.8 , Christmas lights , East Hill , PensacolaAuthor: Sharon Pickering
We like to ride through our neighborhood around this time of year to look at all the pretty Christmas lights. This year I brought my camera! Here are some of the Lights of East Hill for you to enjoy!!!!
Merry Christmas!!!
Tuesday, December 17, 2013
Here it is. We all knew it had to happen. The last round of pictures from this trip. I have had such an enjoyable time editing, viewing, posting. It is almost like we went again.
But the last day arrived. We left pretty early, so these are the last shots as we were on our way out.
Our window in our room. The mailbox cubby-holes in the lobby.
Just riding out of town...
This is a complete different story...a dream of sorts. If you can count wanting to photograph a deserted fun park a dream. We didn't have time for me to break and enter, so these were taken from the road. There will be another day. Another chance...
Then. Interstate driving. Huge bore. Until we came upon this motorcycle brigade. It stretched on forever. Then, from out of nowhere, much to my glee, the Grinch. On the back of a cycle.
But the last day arrived. We left pretty early, so these are the last shots as we were on our way out.
Our window in our room. The mailbox cubby-holes in the lobby.
Just riding out of town...
This is a complete different story...a dream of sorts. If you can count wanting to photograph a deserted fun park a dream. We didn't have time for me to break and enter, so these were taken from the road. There will be another day. Another chance...
Then. Interstate driving. Huge bore. Until we came upon this motorcycle brigade. It stretched on forever. Then, from out of nowhere, much to my glee, the Grinch. On the back of a cycle.
Thursday, December 12, 2013
After the walk through the cemetery, we were back on the bus. This post is mostly from the bus. Except for one shot of inside the cafe we stopped at for dinner.
This house is the MTV Real World house.
A little fun shot as we passed by eye level windows!
Canal Street. The widest street in America. Yup. And it really was going to be a canal, but funds fell through. They filled in the canal, added tracks for trolleys and called it a day. The widest street.
The bar in the next set was at Huck Finn's. If you go in, I recommend the Crawfish Etouffee. I was having a little bit of a hissie because Coop's was closed for kitchen remodeling. And I love their Crawfish Etouffee. I felt like I hit the jackpot when I tasted their version. Delicious!
The home of the famous Blue Dog paintings.
This house is the MTV Real World house.
A little fun shot as we passed by eye level windows!
Canal Street. The widest street in America. Yup. And it really was going to be a canal, but funds fell through. They filled in the canal, added tracks for trolleys and called it a day. The widest street.
The bar in the next set was at Huck Finn's. If you go in, I recommend the Crawfish Etouffee. I was having a little bit of a hissie because Coop's was closed for kitchen remodeling. And I love their Crawfish Etouffee. I felt like I hit the jackpot when I tasted their version. Delicious!
The home of the famous Blue Dog paintings.
Tuesday, December 10, 2013
New Orleans 2013 {5}
Category: 35-70 2.8 , New Orleans , Saint Louis Cemetery Number OneAuthor: Sharon Pickering
OK. We are off the bus and going to take a tour through one of the many old cemeteries in New Orleans. This one is St. Louis Cemetery Number One. It is the oldest surviving cemetery in New Orleans. And it was an interesting walk.
The final resting place of Marie Laveau The Voodoo Queen of New Orleans. Yes. I left an offering. And then another for good measure. She was, after all, the Voodoo Queen. And I don't want to mess with that.
Other offerings. Mine wasn't so grand. I didn't know I would have to make offerings at the start of this trip.
Nature will find a way, and win in the end.
For some reason I love this photo. It may be my favorite. Old. Faded. Pink. Quiet.
The place Nicolas Cage has chosen, and built at a great cost, for his final resting place.
Everything from one...
He is the one! Looking all stern.
Almost a little smile. Almost...
Drew liked this one the best. He felt the entry was different. This one was clean...no black from age, but obvious this was an old tomb. I'm not nearly as insightful as Drew. I liked it because it was orange.
Looking very somber. Stern. Concerned. Mostly concerned that I had a camera pointed at him.
This one speaks to me...
Poppa Doc Fulker. Isn't that so special? Poppa...
This one was open. Creeped me out. Someone going in or coming out. hmmmm?
The perfect cemetery attire. A black umbrella. And a really nice one, too!
We didn't take a formal 'tour', but this guy looked interesting. I like to look at my own speed.
I had to throw this one in for good measure. Drew took a picture of me on the iPhone. I was under the Treme street sign and standing in the walls of the cemetary. We watch Treme on HBO religiously. (Side note: Take note of my Slytherin scarf. I went through the sorting hat on Pottermore, and I am the only Slytherin in our family! So proud!!)
The final resting place of Marie Laveau The Voodoo Queen of New Orleans. Yes. I left an offering. And then another for good measure. She was, after all, the Voodoo Queen. And I don't want to mess with that.
Other offerings. Mine wasn't so grand. I didn't know I would have to make offerings at the start of this trip.
Nature will find a way, and win in the end.
For some reason I love this photo. It may be my favorite. Old. Faded. Pink. Quiet.
The place Nicolas Cage has chosen, and built at a great cost, for his final resting place.
Everything from one...
He is the one! Looking all stern.
Almost a little smile. Almost...
Drew liked this one the best. He felt the entry was different. This one was clean...no black from age, but obvious this was an old tomb. I'm not nearly as insightful as Drew. I liked it because it was orange.
Looking very somber. Stern. Concerned. Mostly concerned that I had a camera pointed at him.
This one speaks to me...
Poppa Doc Fulker. Isn't that so special? Poppa...
This one was open. Creeped me out. Someone going in or coming out. hmmmm?
The perfect cemetery attire. A black umbrella. And a really nice one, too!
We didn't take a formal 'tour', but this guy looked interesting. I like to look at my own speed.
I had to throw this one in for good measure. Drew took a picture of me on the iPhone. I was under the Treme street sign and standing in the walls of the cemetary. We watch Treme on HBO religiously. (Side note: Take note of my Slytherin scarf. I went through the sorting hat on Pottermore, and I am the only Slytherin in our family! So proud!!)
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