On the avenue again
When my colleague returned from the conference, G came over and we all three went to La Vita to sit outside and have a salad, but it’s more than a salad, after we sat down, Y pulled up with M and they both came over, and then F came and sat with us, and then M showed up too and came and sat with us and then a new Turkish guy appeared and he sat with us and before you know it we were spilling out into the sidewalk. How lovely was it to tilt my head back, my leg in M’s lap, and see the moon shining between the palm fronds of one sngularly tall palm amidst the sprawling oaks that line Esplanade Avenue? Or better yet how great to be surrounded by people who are engaging and dynamic and full of all the joie de vivre that life has to offer here in the Big Easy? How lucky am I?