What I did on my summer vacation

I haven’t been writing for two months but it feels like a longer time than that. I think because life has been a blissful cacphony of happy,sad,hard,easy, delightful, and annoying.

I spent a lot of time taking pictures these last two months. Here’s a few of them:

We can't agree if these are sunflowers or black-eyed susans. I think they are the latter. He disagrees. But whatever their name they were abundant this summer. Looking at this picture I’m stunned how green the prairie was in mid July.

We can’t agree if these are sunflowers or black-eyed susans. I think they are the latter. He disagrees. But whatever their name they were abundant this summer. Looking at this picture I’m stunned how green the prairie was in mid July.

We took a couple of trips together and in quick succession. Our first trip was to Palm Springs. We spent a few days floating in a pool. Before I became a slug at our hotel we had lunch on Palm Canyon. Here I am with Marilyn. He has a special filter that makes me look thirty years younger. Gotta love that in a guy. I love Palm Springs and I can't wait to go back next year.

We took a couple of trips together and in quick succession. Our first trip was to Palm Springs. We spent a few days floating in a pool. Before I became a slug at our hotel we had lunch on Palm Canyon. Here I am with Marilyn. He has a special filter that makes me look thirty years younger. Gotta love that in a guy. I love Palm Springs and I can’t wait to go back next year.

 

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This Hipstagram snap pretties up Bourbon Street. To say I was underwhelmed by New Orleans is an understatement. Most of the French Quarter felt as tatty as Blanche Dubois. Bourbon Street smelled like the worst parts of New Delhi. I kept watching for cows wandering around. I was supposed to write articles about my few days in New Orleans but somehow I don’t think the publication would appreciate “Like Old Delhi but with more vomit and piss on the sidewalk”

We spent a few days with friends in New Orleans. Neither of us had ever been there. It was an exhausting four days. The heat, coupled with a sudden tragedy at home tampered with my sunny approach to travel even if the place is less than ideal. That new boyfriend of mine is so deeply patient. This picture reflects the depth of his patience with me. The sign on the building: "you are beautiful" His timing was intentional. He watched the shoreline of the Mississippi river for just the right moment. I was deeply moved by the gesture. (still am)

We spent time with friends in New Orleans and it was an exhausting four days. The heat, coupled with a sudden tragedy at home tampered with my sunny approach to travel even if the place is less than ideal. That new boyfriend of mine is so deeply patient. This picture reflects the depth of his patience with me. The sign on the building: “you are beautiful” His timing was intentional. He watched the shoreline of the Mississippi river for just the right moment. I was deeply moved by the gesture. (still am)

late summer’s golden light. It’s a bittersweet time of the year for me: I love summer and want to hold her to me twelve months of the year but the light on the plains in August as the grass goes tawny is magnificent.

late summer’s golden light. It’s a bittersweet time of the year for me: I love summer and want to hold her to me twelve months of the year but the light on the plains in August as the grass goes tawny is magnificent.

About Laura

When my nest emptied I moved from the big city to a little big town to tend to a ramshackle yellow house on the edge of town. These are my Yellow House Days.
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15 Responses to What I did on my summer vacation

  1. That last photo? OMG. Love love love. Yes, summer is fading. It’s ok, though, because fall is coming. Inevitably.

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  2. moxie123 says:

    Love the pics! I think they’re black eyed susans 🙂

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  3. Liz Clayton says:

    Beautiful pictures and I agree, NOLA can be excruciating in the summer but so many fun things to do! I think those are Sunflowers. Black Eyed Susan do not generally grow as high as a cattle gate or have such big centers but its a beautiful picture none the less! I am ready for some cool weather but I will miss the swimming and sunshine in the dark days of winter! Thanks for sharing!

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  4. Betty says:

    It was a great summer vacation! I’ve missed you.

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  5. I was in NOLA in August years ago (before Katrina) and had the same reaction you did – stifling heat, stench, puke everywhere, ugh! I love the picture of the birds and field – lovely.

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    • Laura says:

      “Squalid” that is the perfect descriptor for New Orleans. I think I was more surprised than anything to discover that there is still a place in our country that resembles the third world. Even most of New York City has been cleaned up in the last 20 years.

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  6. I was in NOLA in August years ago (before Katrina) and had the same reaction you did – stifling heat, stench, puke everywhere, ugh! I love the picture of the birds and field – lovely.

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  7. bethhavey says:

    Love you photos! Sunshine makes me so happy.

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  8. I agree with you about New Orleans… Whatever appeal it had has long vanished. Thanks for sharing your photos. I lived vicariously through them. All I did this summer was work, but it’s not all bad. It took me to NYC and LA, and I meet interesting people!

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    • Laura says:

      That sounds very busy but also a lot of fun this meeting new people and seeing places I hope you got to make some pleasure with your work. Thank you for stopping by my blog and leaving a comment!

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  9. javaj240 says:

    Lovely! And, I have to tell you, NOLA has always appeared squalid to me. I have never had any real interest in visiting — my sister lived there for several years and I never went. LOL!

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