Off to a new adventure- four days in New Orleans. On a mission to see tiny courtyard gardens behind wrought iron gates, to wander crowded, noisy streets to the tune of horns, brass band or auto. Looking for the odd and the eccentric. The gospel tent on Sunday at Jazzfest; a parade of Mardi Gras Indians, cemeteries, Julia Street galleries, heron and cormorant roosts in Audubon Park. Revisiting old grounds, reborn.
Last time here was spring 2005. Good to return and see it again. There will be sketches.