Waking yesterday morning, I first remembered that I had to be ready to leave the house at 7:30 to catch my ride with Ron to our adjunct faculty meeting at Tulane. And then, "It's my birthday."
At 6am, the sun wasn't up yet. I got on my bike, with my journal, pen and my camera, in the basket to greet the day at my old favorite journaling spot in City Park. I didn't have a lot of time. The ride up Esplanade evoked feelings of morning Paris Market deliveries and street cleanings with the color through the ancient oaks carrying me to my sunrises on the Lot. These New Orleans mornings in the hood are special too, but doing something that makes me me on a day that is quite my own, was especially special. Dawn was breaking. I said see you later to the ducks, and headed down Lelong on home to get ready for the rest of the day.
Merci Michel-a beautiful start to a very hectic day of insanity...Always love to hear from you-Hugs and kisses to you, Andre and my Buster boy...Love Lots, Laury
Posted by: Laury Bourgeois | August 28, 2013 at 04:02 PM
Laury,
Heureux Anniversaire!
Love, Michel
Posted by: michel | August 28, 2013 at 03:57 PM