Ladies and Gentlemen,
I was in Audubon Park in New Orleans on Sunday, bird watching. I adore the white swallow and make it a point to come every Sunday.
But no white swallow! Instead I found these items.
Black leather glove.
Maybe I've watched too many soap operas, and if I were in New York I wouldn't think anything of this. But, being in hot, muggy New Orleans, I can't help but think a chic strangler was on the prowl.
Did the strangler use this before or after the crime. Neither, Jessica Fletcher! No one chic enough to wear a black leather glove in New Orleans in April is going to be using a generic brand lip moisturizer. Could this have belonged to the lady that is now in someone's trunk? I needed some Chapstick, but I decided not to take this no-name concoction. Besides, I tried it and didn't like the taste. Tasted like a strangled lady.
I love this flowering tree and they are so gorgeous here, right now. The tasty blossoms make stunning garnishes for omelets and desserts.
I waited around to see who owned this truck.
Firearms instructor and Nascar Fan.
I know he would be sexy, and I know I'd hate him. Both of which are qualifications for me to date someone.
The reason why this blog is as exciting as an Enya Concert is because I am opening my new show in a little over a week. I wanted to write about something else, so I was reduced to digging through bushes in the park. Well, I usually do that anyway, but without the camera. Well, I have taken a few shots in the bushes, now that I think of it.Don't worry about me,VJ