Ruthie Monday XIV

How Ruth-Anne gets caught being bad.

Lichen, Ivy and Phantoms of Creeping Things

The edge of Audobon Park

The Falstaff Building

Mid City, New Orleans, on a rainy (thank God) day.

Falstaff is an American beer originally produced by Lemp Brewing in 1903 and discontinued in 2005. In its later years, it was brewed by Pabst.*


* Taken from Wikipedia

Jess + Manna = Violet!

My sister Amanda had a little baby girl! She came out at home* on July 4th, at 11:57 am 7lbs 14 oz. Yay!

(Us)

Manna+Jess

= Violet!

*with the help of two midwives, Kelcy and Maureen.

Love you, Manna!

Ruthie Monday XIII

A Perk of Being Wee:

After a nice, long morning walk, Ruth-Anne doesn't mess around. She heads straight for the doggie fountain and settles in for a refreshing soak... I wish I could do the same. She actually turns around three times before plunking.

1. climb in

2. find the perfect place to plop down

3. Ahhh...

The Way New Orleans Tears Out Railroad

A typical finished project:

In front of Blue Plate, Gert Town

More Gert Town Pictures at The New Orleans Kid Camera Project

Flooded Patina

Tents at Tulane and Broad

Since the curfew for juveniles has been put into effect, it has been discovered that many of the kids have come back, parents AWOL. Since a parent or guardian is required to get a kid out, that's a problem not anticipated by the system. It has been said that these tents have been erected in order to house all the kids rounded up.


They are out behind Orleans Parish Prison.

Ruthie Monday XII

Mabel is a patient and true friend...

Synchronicity

Like Animundi, I too wish to share what Suspect Device says about our hurricane-preparedness:



It is cut-off on the site.

A Walk in Audubon Park, New Orleans

Dedicated to Pieter, who loves public city garden spaces.He showed me around some public green spaces in Leuven, Belgium.

And we saw ducklings.


So here is a park for you, Pieter:

So some people shot at the National Guard last night. Excellent. Just what we need. The news report snuck in at the end of the report that shots were fired "in the vicinity of the National Gaurd", correcting the earlier, more hysterical lead in like the one above. What is the truth?

I am sure it was scary, either way.

Ruthie Monday XI

I have my computer back!

Anyways!

Life is pretty rough for Ruthie right now:

Smile?

Pollywogs In the Pond

I just finished ressurecting my pond from the dead, as Katrina did a number on it. It had a ton of debris like asbestos shingles in it. As a reward for my work (emptying out tons of rocks and scrubbing it with a brush, replacing rock and all), a frog decided to help me out with mosquito control and left some eggs. They are now officially pollywogs:


I think I want to track development.
You know, they eat each other. There are hundreds in there now. I wonder how many will make it to the finals?

The National Guard is Coming Our Way

As the National Guard hurtles our way, we are thinking about them. I feel anxious, myself. What will it be like?

Yes, we are in a bit of a pinch, but that head-honcho-guard-guy talking on the local news (searched and searched for quote, sorry -help, anyone?) last night about how they will operate under necessity freaks me out. I guess I don't understand the rules of conduct between civilian and guard. I know what the cops are supposed and not supposed to do. That unknown scares me. The way he was talking sounded like parts of NOLA is being reconsidered as war zone areas.

I guess it just looked that way when the city was empty, but now, with five young kids dead in one go, it is important to act fast.

I just hope that with immediate action, rash, fatal injustices do not occur to counterbalance the murders.

I hope that all we really need is the presence.


Another view:
Slimbolala

Ruthie Monday X

Just like a jinx! As soon as I said I would post more, my computer crashed! Got a back up up and running, now, just in time for the Ruthie post:

Problem is, I cannot lighten this... BUT the story is that this is our friend from college, Dan, who came down for a conference to see us and hold Ruthie.

It was great to see you, guy!

Needing Someone to Talk to in the Lower Ninth Ward

NPR did a story on Louisiana Spirit, an organization trying to reach out to those who need to talk about the storm and the fears of the season upon us. A man from the Lower Ninth -the part that has not been okayed for living, has just resurrected his house.

NPR website picture
The story: Emotional Scars Still Haunt Katrina Survivors

He rescued as many as could right after the storm passed, and currently takes care of as many people as possible in his area. He catches fish and gives it to the elderly.

He spoke of how empty the place is now, how he wishes they all would come back. Then he mentioned the two neighbors who died and cried, couldn't speak.

This picture was taken not so long ago, in his area. His house is an island.

Ship Island Break

Billy and I went Ship Island this weekend.
You drive out to Gulfport, Mississippi and then take a forty minute ferry ride out. The dolphins jump the wake.

It's nice.

It was surreal, at the least, to leave the deserted, destroyed Gulfport downtown area and ride off into the gorgeous blue:

One is reminded of New Orleans and the storm even on the island, though. Walking in front of us:
WWNO announced today that Angelo Brocato's, in Mid-City will reopen. Good gelato and cannolis.

From far away, it looked like the gulf was an even more unreal blue than usual. Then when I realized the blue was that of the umbrellas, I immediately associated the color with that of all the blue-tarped-roofs everywhere: