The south keeps pulling me back and I don't see that stopping any time soon. I have been home from my Alabama/Louisiana/Tennessee trip almost as long as I was gone, 2 weeks. There is a constant new type of catch up battle where it has become harder and harder to stay on top of photos when I am working on not traveling with a computer and spending more time off-line.
New Orleans is always a dream. It's not the city I once lived in when I was 23, the neighborhoods are changed, the vibe of parts the city has shifted drastically but the underlying energy is there. The obvious often gets lost in the shuffle these days and this trip was a reminder that as I get older the time spent together with my extended taken family only begins to mean more and more. The best part of traveling to weddings at this time of our lives is getting to reconnect, albeit always a little frantic and sometimes tipsy with drink. I found myself looking around over the weekend at various events swelling with love. Thankful for where I have come to with all these amazing folks. Thankful to be in the presence of so much amazingness. Seeing old faces, meeting new one's and filling in the gaps of the years and space in-between this time spent together. We cram it all in always. What a celebration. What time well spent. What an honor to be a part of something so beautiful.
"To chase the glowing hours with flying feet." -Lord Byron