Monday was cold. But, before noon I made my way to Bourbon Street and the festivities were underway. Or maybe still going on from the night before.
I will not really call this “street photography” – I was on the street and using a camera. But the people were all on stage.
She looks really happy with her puppies. Complements to her plastics person. And yes, they were on a balcony of the French Quarter Sheraton Hotel.
Actually, that one shot made the whole trip worth the journey.
It snowed here this afternoon. I was not amused. Not in the least. I did not leave the Asylum.