and pork fat.
Idyllic.
View from the window of my cell, taken through the window screen.
Cows, out back
Cemetery, which made me re-evaluate my position on fake flowers. Something about seeing them en masse was beautiful.
Still life with Confederate flag and solar light: even the confederates are going eco-friendly.
LSU cup/grave vase.
in other words, Louisiana personified.
Jesus of the Water Tower.
The last supper, engraved and painted in factory baked auto enamel.
The church
Tombstone from the sad days before polychrome laser-engraved Last Suppers
My room in the asylum. college. Creepy no?
Boudin
Sweet dough pies from Breaux Bridge.
A specialty of Grand Coteau called Gateau Na Na, a sort of tart with a buttery crust and praline filling, that I'd never had before. I think the sugar content must have affected even my camera.
Victim of Boudin, c. 1861
17 comments:
Grand Coteau looks beautiful. Did you stay at a retreat center?
Just so you know where I'M at these days, I find your room at the asylum more soothing than creepy. I wonder if they'd rent it to me through 2030?
I love Napoleon Robin's headstone. Sweet photo.
Ah....brooks....I did indeed.
And yes, I think they might rent it to you for that long, but you might have to become a nun.
But that's no big deal.
Make sure to get dining hall's homemade peach pie, with fresh peaches. OMG. It's enough to make you contemplate taking vows.
how very calming, sugar! xoxo
"I think they might rent it to you for that long, but you might have to become a nun."
Give me the right hat — "coif" in nunspeak — and I'm in:
http://www.imdb.com/media/rm627349504/tt0061252
(Truthfully, you had me at "homemade peach pie.")
Great photos. Gives one a flavor for that area.
Death just doesn't have the class it used to, though. "Go" cups, Jeez. In my area, there's probably lots of graves decorated with fake flowers in Penn State party cups. I think I'll go out to the cemetery across from the Sheetz station and see if I can find any.
Death by boudin sounds pretty good though. Yum.
Great photos...I've just learned to like boudin. I was always a little grossed out by it before.
I wonder if that water tower ever turns to wine tower.
Lovely photography as usual. I always enjoy cemetery photos. I hope that doesn't read as creepy. Also. 'jesus' looks like he took a lump on the noggin' in that polychrome vision. WTF?
Now I want sausages, too.
pork fat?
Dear me!
Sounds like a pleasant retreat. The kind of place where you go to contemplate becoming a nun.
Confederate flags, solar lights, LSU cups, laser engraved Last Suppers; he world of tacky headstones and burial sites continue to entertain me and I have decided that I want a scrolling text tombstone so I can give updates from the grave.
Why does no one ever have a Tulane headstone flower cup?
I want to find the 'Blue Plate Mayo' cemetary jar faux flower holder w/crusted egg-y maynaize inside!
Great pix! I've always enjoyed taking pictures in cemeteries. There's always a story to tell there without saying anything at all. Sacred ground always moves me to respect.
That pic of your room would make a great painting.
Very cool!
How was the actual retreat? Did you meet your, uh, goal?
Looks so serene, Jason!
Love the green walls of your "cell" too!
-Dean
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