"Because in New Orleans, everybody gets to be a jerk sometimes."
Saturday, October 1, 2011
Offering a chair
Another forlorn object outside my door this morning. Never mind that the weather has turned chilly. The scavenger gods demand beach chairs and must be appeased.
Thanks Charlotte, Believe it not, I was waiting for him this morning camera in hand. Also good to know people are still reading this old thang, especially you! Love, A.
Is it still there? I could use that in my patio.
ReplyDeleteEsplanade and Burgundy. Hurry! But would you defy the gods?
ReplyDeleteLemme just pull on a pair of pants ...
ReplyDeleteOk, Glenn, I'll stand watch...
ReplyDeleteArthur, you should have at least had a quick sit-down before you let the beach chair get away. It was placed there for a reason, don't you think?
ReplyDeleteMimi, ours is not to reason why/ours is just to say "goodbye," methinks.
ReplyDeleteWish Blogger had a "like" button. Enjoying your posts and had a lovely day kicking around your part of town yesterday . . .
ReplyDeleteis said beach chair still there? has it been snatched up yet? I think it needs a home. :)
ReplyDelete@ Carla: "Like" back atcha!
ReplyDelete@ Termite: Still here at 5:45 Saturday. But somebody moved it,,to get a better view of Buffa's I think.
If you spy Glenn sitting in that chair take a quick pic. I want to photoshop in a gigantic banana flower hanging over his head.
ReplyDeleteGlad to see you posting again - you were missed!
Thanks Charlotte,
ReplyDeleteBelieve it not, I was waiting for him this morning camera in hand. Also good to know people are still reading this old thang, especially you!
Love,
A.
I saw the camera, so I turned around. (Have you seen what I look like in pictures?) As for Sweet Charlotte and her banana flower ... [sigh].
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