Yellow Fever

As I was scrolling through Facebook updates on my iPhone, I came across a challenge. A photo challenge, that is.

My dear friend, Faith Dwight, who is a creative photographer and inspired writer at Great Smitten inspired me with her lovely images of yellow.

Yellow flowers.

Yellow walls.

Yellow peppers.

You get the idea … in her words, “They Were All Yellow.”

Desperate to meet her request of finding yellow images, I set out with my trusty Kodak point-and-shoot.  Right off the bat, I spotted yellow things — a John Deere tire, a curvy water hose, a caution sign and more — but I forgot, for a brief moment,  that I was in Winnfield, Louisiana.

Translation: No Wi-Fi connection for my laptop.  If I downloaded the images, I still could not send them half-way around the world to Faith in London.

Now, it was all up to my iPhone. Could I capture an image, edit it and e-mail it to Faith before her deadline?

Well, of course, or this story wouldn’t make much sense, right?  (Just kidding.) I was able to send two images to Faith — the water hose below made it into her second post.

Here’s a look at the images I was unable to e-mail Faith.

Who knew Louisiana was sooo yellow?

This was across the way from our Canal Street hotel, but it looks like a scene straight from Paris to me.

Cafe au lait, anyone?

This is Ashley, and I don’t remeber if we were on Bourbon Street or Royal Street at this point.  I think this is when I started taking lots of pictures of doors.  Don’t ask.  I thought they were cool.

Rodrigue’s lovable dog can be seen around New Orleans in multiple colors plastered on everything from mugs to posters.

This image is from Rodrigue’s 721 Royal Street gallery. Larger versions, up to 20-feet tall,

occupy several of Sheraton’s Canal Street-facing windows.

And in the lobby, George has a blue cow on display covered with Blue Dog faces — I’ll save that one for another post.

Ashley spotted this little jewel first but when I saw it, I couldn’t help but think of Bon Jovi.

Am I dating myself?  Probably.  But, oh well.

This particular sign was at the French Quarter’s River Front area.

I was drawn to this door for several reasons:

(1) It’s yellow.

(2) Because it’s at 919 — that’s my North Carolina area code.

(3) There’s a plaque to the right of the door that reads: “Andrew Jackson Hotel” — ahh, a fellow Carolinian.

Upon further research, I noticed that this hotel is on the Top 10 List for Most Haunted Hotels in New Orleans. Apparently, the hotel sits on the spot of a former boarding school where five children lost their lives in a fire.  Guests have reported hearing children play about the property. Creepy! Glad we didn’t stay there.

I can always count on Ashley to strike a pose.

Looks like this Jackson Square fire hydrant is no stranger to a paint brush.

If it could talk,  just imagine the stories it would tell of New Orleans.

“A piece of bread, a hunk of meat, and all the mustard you can eat.”

For about $5, you too, can have your very own Lucky Dog.

Lucky Dogs have become a New Orleans institution over the past 50 years, selling over 21 million. That’s a lot of Lucky Dogs.

I don’t know how “lucky” I was to eat this street vendor delicacy because something made me sick that night. I’m just saying.

Jeff and I spent a day in Natchitoches — that’s Nack-a-Dish for anyone not from Louisiana. I know, I still can’t figure out why it’s pronounced like that. But, anyway … we went there before going to New Orleans. It’s a beautiful little college town that deserves its own post — more to come on that later.

Front Street is Natchitoches’ main drag and could easily pass for a street in New Orleans, although a much cleaner version. Red and yellow tulips in individual 6-inch planters surround wrought iron benches lining the area. Simply gorgeous!

And finally, here’s the John Deere tire I mentioned earlier.  I actually drove the tractor … in circles, but I still drove it. (Smile.)

I had so much fun searching for yellow items.  It’s amazing, once you start looking for a particular color it seems to be everywhere.

If you have any yellow images you would like to share from your adventures, please email me at wendy.holmes@mac.com before midnight April 11.  I would love to post them for all to see.

Faith, thanks for the inspiration. This post is dedicated to you.

Looking forward to selecting a different color next time.