Pink Azaleas on Louisiana Avenue

Yep, another beautiful spring-y day in New Orleans! School is back in session after spring break, and I was feeling remarkably chipper to be back on the commute. Thing is, folks, I love my job. I decided to take Rhoda up to school, slowly pedaling with a little music in my ears, trying to prepare myself for a rough class session. Continue reading

Kayak Shopping on Bayou St. John

Oh, the weather this weekend was simply perfect. Sunny and warm, cool evenings, flowers on the air. Saturday, though, gave us some afternoon showers and left a mist that didn’t lift. After another early morning ride to ACLA and a stop for croissants in the Quarter, I rode over to Bayou St. John to try out a kayak. Continue reading

Blighted Tin House on the St. Tammany Trace

Oh, I had a most lovely day on my bicycle. I got up early and drove myself and the Surly to Lacombe and rode up the St. Tammany Trace to Abita Springs. On my way I saw lots of other folks on bikes, a few runners, some walkers, and a kid on a scooter. The sky was perfectly blue and the sun was bright, and I just pedaled and pedaled and pedaled, listening alternately to birds and music. Such a nice way to spend the day! Continue reading

Cabins and Trees at Fontainebleau State Park

It’s spring break and today I took the Surly to the north shore for a little weekend vacation, just the two of us. After biking to and from campus for some quick work, I loaded us into the car, checked into the hotel (thank you, Southern Repertory Theater Backstage Bash Silent Auction!), and then headed back out to bike around Fontainebleau State Park. Continue reading

Magnolia Tree in Bloom at Magazine and First

I remember springtime in New York City when I was in college. There was this giant magnolia tree on the main lawn, and as the temperatures warmed up, it would start to bud, and we would all watch, waiting impatiently for its large pink flowers to open. Continue reading

Icy Field on N. Pleasant Near Cowls Road

I’m a total sucker for blue skies. I mean, look at that swath of brilliant blue! I took this picture on my bike ride through chilly but sunny Amherst, Massachusetts this morning. I wanted to take the Norwottoch bicycle path to Northampton at the suggestion of the family, but the thing is still covered in ice, and my rental bike has slick tires, not to mention the fact that I have absolutely no experience cycling through snow. Continue reading

A Stream in Amherst From the Pedestrian Bridge at S. Pleasant and E. Hadley

Hello from a bike in chilly New England! There’s this weird, cold white-ish stuff everywhere and all these naked trees. Nope, I’m definitely not in New Orleans anymore. Being in a new place means new places to ride, so when I passed a bike shop on my way to brunch this afternoon, I stopped in, batted my eyelashes, and procured a bike for the weekend. Continue reading

Tree Growing Out of the Sidewalk at Magazine and Toledano

I don’t know if you’ve heard, but it’s really cold in New Orleans right now. It is much, much colder than I can remember it being since I moved here, and I don’t exactly know how to ride a bike in this weather. I know, I know, you just ride, but how do you stay warm? I realized today that I don’t even really have a decent coat. Continue reading

Sailboats on Lake Pontchartrain

I woke up this morning well-rested and happy to see the sun shining and to have nothing on my plate, so I spent the day taking Rhoda out for a ride around town. I was in the mood to see water, so headed to Bayou St. John and then, after putting on some music, rode around City Park and then up to Lake Pontchartrain to check out the view. Continue reading

Oak Tree and Toilet on Octavia and Chestnut

Oh, it was a beautiful day. Ok, not in terms of weather; we had yet another rainstorm that meant cold and wet riding. But it was beautiful in that way a day is beautiful when you have nothing pressing to do except breathe it in. I rode down to meet a friend for brunch, and then I rode back Uptown for a haircut. I stopped to snap this picture on Octavia and Chestnut. I just love this tree. Oak trees in New Orleans just aren’t like other trees. They are outrageous. Continue reading