Since I’ve been working on revisions for Royal Street again, it’s put me back in that Hurricane Katrina mindset, since the book is set immediately before and after the storm. So check out a few of my Katrina photos below or at http://suzanne-johnson.blogspot.com/2010/03/down-memory-lane.html for a trip through the bad old days. These were all taken about six weeks after Katrina.
My house (it’s back there, really). All the crap came from my yard.
Louisiana Avenue, about a mile from my house
Water marks on a house in N.O. East
Gentilly, near a breach site
Lakeview, near the 17th Canal breach
National Guard markings on my friend Dave’s house. Bottom center of quadrant is number of bodies. None there, thankfully.
Part of my furniture bites the dust. Moldy, wet. Ick.
Bucktown, above the 17th Street Canal breach
Vigilante justice (left), and my backyard, minus a 60-foot cedar (below)