At a different time, on a different blog, in a city far far away. I took a picture of New Orleans every day for a year, or at least that was the plan, before things went south. Still, I love that city – and when I look back on my time there, walking Little Man Dash and taking those pictures were some of the best days I had there.
So here I am. In Saint Petersburg. It’s home now. Maybe it always was. Maybe like Dorothy, I just needed to go to some magical places to realize this is where I have always belonged.
St Pete ( I refuse to call it The Burg ) is different now, and to get the never finished, always working on it, sequel to Phone Kitten done, I’m going to have to do some exploring, and I thought maybe you’d like to come along. So in the coming days I’ll be posting pictures of our adventures, because you know Monte will be by my side.