(Phone Picture- there’s probably much better ones on my camera to replace this one later. )

I like that quote. As someone who does not seem to thrive on deep-seeded routine, it fits me well.

While in New Orleans, we were sure to visit the Louis Armstrong Park as well as the US National Park sites (Jazz Historical Park and Jean Lafitte Historical Park). The girls enjoyed these parks thanks to the music streaming through our speakers. We also listened to Mary Pope Osborn’s book about young Louis Armstrong and New Orleans.

At any rate, we found ourselves practically the only people in the park and made a little picnic by this statue. It was a nice quiet spot away from Mardi Gras crazy so we soaked in the music and it soaked in us.

We’re past New Orleans now. We decided it best to leave the busiest days of party to the locals. But I’ll have to write more about our wonderful time there. Meanwhile, we’re headed to Oxford Mississippi to see a little, walk a little, and eat a little.

Happy Sunday to you and yours–

ps: feel free to share your Quotable Sunday links on this post. :-)

Parking in the French Quarter, not recommended.

Getting ready for the parades.

Inspired by SouleMama and Emily.

Happy Friday!

Um…
Is there an equivalent saying north of the Mason-Dixon line that I’ve overlooked all this time?

Placed directly between the apples and grapes, there came the smell of fake grape…like jolly ranchers or jelly beans.

Crunches like an apple, tastes like grapes. Apples injected with natural and artificial grape flavor.

My favorite part?
They actually specify how to pronounce this madness.

Have you seen these in your supermarket? Kinda cute, no? In a non-food sort of way.

taken this week at Big Bend National Park

I came across this set of advice over a decade ago and saw it on a wall again this week. The entire text can be found here. Happy Sunday to you!

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Capturing moments. Inspired by Emily and Soulemama.

The third golden rule of travel:
traffic is for the birds

Lately, people have been asking how our kids tolerate driving time and travel in general. The answer is that at 3 and 5, they’re much easier going than say 1 and 3 (when we moved half-way across the country with them) or 2 and 4 (our first road trip to Arizona).

That being said, they have grown up with parents who hate to drive across town on errands but look forward to travel driving.

We don’t watch movies in the car (we all enjoy a good movie, but that’s another post). We don’t play the role of cruise ship entertainer (usually). Better still, we also don’t do traffic (when we can help it).

Today, for example, we found ourselves trying to get somewhere at 5pm in San Antonio. It’s been weeks since we’ve been in a bigger city and we kind of forgot about rush hour.

Since we’re not commuting home or getting to an appointment, we have the freedom to just avoid rush hour. And so, when we saw huge flocks of birds dancing in the sky and roosting in a grocery store parking lot, we just quit driving; exit parking lot. Yes it meant that we won’t arrive our destination until after dark. But it also means that we got to watch these beautiful birds and pick up some apples. And that simply beats traffic.