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