Mardi Gras in the French Quarter of New Orleans, the morning after. Some would call it “Ash Wednesday”, but there was no one awake to make that call. (The two people you can see don’t count. They have been wandering the streets all night in search of their hotel, and right now they couldn’t even tell you what their name is…)
Note: This is part of an on-going experiment at Bonnywood. Details found here.
Categories: Past Imperfect