I drove down this street today. It was still early enough that I could do so. People are starting to gather, to stake out their places (it does no good, at the last minute, other people will come along and crowd your spot). I smelled barbecue and beer (at 10 in the morning?), saw a man in one of those heavy duty electric wheelchairs (with one kid hanging on the back and another in his lap on the front), saw women with babies in strollers. I stopped by my favorite smoothie place and wished them well today. They are located on the parade route. Today will be stressful for them I am sure. They have only been open about six months. This will be their first Mardi Gras parade.
The day is gloomy gray with the possibility of rain later. I don't think I am going to make it to the parade. My own mood is gray enough already and these kind of events tend to make me gloomier. My youngest is going with a friend and her older sister and fiance. To let her go is in itself an exercise in faith.
But the powers that be have done a lot to make the celebration safer and more family friendly. And it can be fun, walking down the main street of town and catching the sights. She and I keep joking that we are going to get bicycles and go out early one year with our cameras. But we have not done it, yet.
Only plastic beads
white ones not real pearls people
let your baubles go.
Well heck, here is how my mind works--I wandered away for about an hour and added filters and words to the photo....