Big Girl Tunnel Travels

When I was a little girl growing up in St. Louis, our school had these huge cement water/sewer pipes on the playground for us. They were my favorite...maybe because you felt so safe inside and you could look at the world from a whole new angle. Then, if you sat on the top you could feel really powerful from on high and proud that you could actually get up there.  All my tunnel memories came flooding back one day, when I was in City Park in New Orleans.  There it was, just begging me to take this photo. When I finished, I sat inside hoping to be able to stretch my legs all the way out to the top of the tunnel like I did when I was a little girl.  Instead, I had to tuck them underneath me and then marveled at this site. From France, I can't stretch my legs, I can't even tuck them underneath me, but just seeing my ancient oaks and Spanish moss carries me back to memories of these special moments that used to be my life in New Orleans. By Friday evening-I'll be back.