Lower Ninth Ward, July 26, 2006: II

Lower Ninth Ward, July 26, 2006

Faceless House Update

taken early November, 2005

This is the closest faceless house to mine. I have been keeping tabs on it. The thing is right in the middle of busy, busy non-flooded New Orleans. The neighborhood has been dealt terrible architectural blows this year with the collapse of mansion-sized buildings along with the burning of the Coliseum and the very, very old Baptist church on Camp Street.
Two weeks ago, I saw what appeared to be a meeting between a contractor/engineer type person and a very old man. They were standing in front of the house, on Erato. I thought, "Oh good, they will save it." There is a nice house under that asbestos siding.

Well, a few days ago, the front part of the roof, once seemingly supported by a Tupperware storage container, fell onto the sidewalk.

taken yesterday, July 24, 2006

Very sad. Maybe the man who owns it is just to old to deal? Maybe the old man lives there and was curious as to whether or not the owner would ever fix it?

There are four active mailboxes on this this house, by the way. I have seen the mailman deliver and evidence of life within. That is even more sad.


UPDATE: I was trying to get the pictures to upload all day. I wrote the text this morning and this afternoon I saw the elderly man standing across the street from the building, embracing himself, staring at the building very sadly.

Ruthie Monday XV

Miranda's back in town!

Missed you, woman.

Air Hockey at Pal's

Mid-City

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?