Photographs of Stuff

What an incredibly beautiful place New Orleans is. My family is originally from there (They were Cajun...) and my great grandma use to tell me the most wonderful stories. I often went to sleep with the scent of magnolias and lavender, the vision of antiquated mansions and the taste of sweet iced tea as fodder for my dreams. She was a grand old dame of the southern order and I miss her dearly. It is my deep regret to have never visited this old city. However, I feel that should I go I'd never want to return...