Now you has jazz
After I left the Saints & Sinners panel discussion yesterday, I walked across the street to the Arcadian Books store on Orleans and bought a book of historic jazz photos. Tin, of course, loves it. Today when I returned from spinning having felt some sort of transcendence in working my body through the ongoing fatigue I’ve been feeling, I drove up to find a friend and her mother and the dogs and T and T2 all ready to do a walkabout and so we did. We headed to City Park and spent some time in the sun. This is quite extraordinary as it is the end of May and we were willing to be in the sun, meaning that it is a gorgeous day here, on the cool side.
Our friends stayed for lunch and we sat down to cold chicken, asparagus in brown butter, white beans with sage and olive oil, a salad of tomatoes, artichoke hearts and avocado and a little rosé. The sun was sparkling on the bayou, Liuzapaloola was in full swing down the street to benefit the owner with his medical bills, Steam Fest was underway in Audubon Park, and I was seeking the solace of home. In the backyard, the gem magnolia is blooming, the Vitex is full of purples spires, the native azalea is blooming a second time, and even the small orchids are blooming with the fortnight lilies. I found my repose on the screen porch with my New York Times and the whole house gone to nap.
