Personal Reflections of a Middle-Aged Man

I’m in New Orleans for a conference this week. After today’s session, I had a little bit of time to do one of my walkabouts (may do another if I can get motivated to get up early enough tomorrow morning).

Here are the pictures that called to me. There is such history in this city. One can feel it seeping from the walls and streets of the French Quarter.

Hope you enjoy one or two of the following shots.