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I first saw her in a black and white photo at a photographer's stall in the French Market. I asked the photographer where the shot had been taken and she said the Metairie Cemetery. You can imagine my surprise when I discovered a smaller version of her on the edge of the grounds in front of the church of St. Anne on Esplanade. She took my breath away once more and spoke to me through the sunshine, shadows and dappled light.
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Thanks for stopping by-I checked out your blog for the first time and oohed and aahed over your photos and sentiments. It is really beautiful! Take care-Laury
Posted by: Laury Bourgeois | January 21, 2013 at 11:04 AM
You know me well Evelyn, that sunshine, shadows and dappled light get me every time. I just have to look a little harder to find it here than at home. And of course...that angel thing!
Posted by: Laury Bourgeois | January 21, 2013 at 11:02 AM
She takes my breath away too!
Posted by: Labergerbasque | January 21, 2013 at 10:51 AM
She's sad cuz you're not here in France! Bon courage, my friend!
Posted by: Evelyn | January 21, 2013 at 08:47 AM