Sunday, May 22, 2016

Maybe Meaning well but Misplaced

Wherever there is now an open lot, there was once a wooden home filled with a family, pets, food and friends. Now, the Ninth Ward is the site of a few architectural experiments in "green" building that have NO ONE sitting on the porch, no backyard BBQs and only the thinnest homage to the shotgun designs of the early 1900s.
Note the line on the second story windows of the brick house: the water line when the owners were rescued.

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Steps and stairs

Stracciatella (chocolate chip gelato) is easily burned off one step at a time.

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