I am proud of myself. I suspect you are pround of me, too, even if you won't admit it.
I will take your silence as a an acquiescence that what I say is true. (silence speaks louder that words). But, just for the others, let me inform them of that which swells my pride.
I have made it to the middle of October and only shown one or two Mardi Gras shots (Out of season that is, not the ones during and just after Mardi Gras.) this year on this blog.
I would fill this blog daily with Mardi Gras pictures if you would allow it. I suspect my Mardi Gras parade of pictures would even spill over into other nearby blogs (much to their "consternation", as they say -- personally, I am not sure I have ever been consternated, for if I were, I would have visited a drug store for relief. But, I digress).
I have dutifully withheld my bounding joy for the Carnival -- Carne Vale, perhaps is derivation. I will leave to your Latin learning to fill in the rest.
No, like a good
Felix Sit Annus Novus! reveler then penitent, I have fullfilled my resolution for the year and kept aulld acquaintence from mind -- the mnd of this blog, at least. While I looked personally back, I did not let that aquaintance fetter your enjoyment.
Nonetheless. There comes a time when one must act on that which burns inside himself. That, I do today. Please accept this montage of float-leading parade faces from the 2008 season not so much as a failing, but as eruption of memory, suppressed for a time, but no less powerful.
One can put it out of mind for a while , but at some time, Les Bons Temps va rouler.
--steve buser
I will take your silence as a an acquiescence that what I say is true. (silence speaks louder that words). But, just for the others, let me inform them of that which swells my pride.
I have made it to the middle of October and only shown one or two Mardi Gras shots (Out of season that is, not the ones during and just after Mardi Gras.) this year on this blog.
I would fill this blog daily with Mardi Gras pictures if you would allow it. I suspect my Mardi Gras parade of pictures would even spill over into other nearby blogs (much to their "consternation", as they say -- personally, I am not sure I have ever been consternated, for if I were, I would have visited a drug store for relief. But, I digress).
I have dutifully withheld my bounding joy for the Carnival -- Carne Vale, perhaps is derivation. I will leave to your Latin learning to fill in the rest.
No, like a good
Felix Sit Annus Novus! reveler then penitent, I have fullfilled my resolution for the year and kept aulld acquaintence from mind -- the mnd of this blog, at least. While I looked personally back, I did not let that aquaintance fetter your enjoyment. Nonetheless. There comes a time when one must act on that which burns inside himself. That, I do today. Please accept this montage of float-leading parade faces from the 2008 season not so much as a failing, but as eruption of memory, suppressed for a time, but no less powerful.
One can put it out of mind for a while , but at some time, Les Bons Temps va rouler.
--steve buser
4 comments:
Finally getting back to visit my friends.
These are some pretty interesting faces....
Can you see mine??
Oui! Les Bons Temps va rouler!
Hi Steve, here I am after another absence, much longer than I wished; but it seems yours has been much more extensive than mine... ;)
I've nothing against you filling the blog with Mardi Gras (and Jazz...) pictures... ;))
Blogtrotter is still travelling in Turkey, as you have seen; but it seems your comment got lost... ;). Enjoy and have a great sunday!
Interesting assortment. I did notice the new masks are so lifelike and scare the daylights out of little kids.
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