What isn't there not to love about the different architecture in New Orleans. I know after Katrina many thought the city should simply disappear and not be rebuilt. That is an easy statement when you have never been here to see the most beautiful homes in America. One visit though and you will see why this City is so important and hangs on even when disaster strikes. I only have a sampling of homes. Drive down St. Charles (or better yet walk down St. Charles) or walk the Garden District and you will fall in love over and over again.
Not every home in the Quarter has been lovingly restored. It is still very precious regardless.
This excerpt of The Velveteen Rabbit reminded me of this little home": "Weeks passed, and the little Rabbit grew very old and shabby, but the Boy loved him just as much. He loved him so hard that he loved all his whiskers off, and the pink lining to his ears turned grey, and his brown spots faded. He even began to lose his shape, and he scarcely looked like a rabbit any more, except to the Boy. To him he was always beautiful, and that was all that the little Rabbit cared about. He didn't mind how he looked to other people, because the nursery magic had made him Real, and when you are Real shabbiness doesn't matter."
So I don't judge this sweet little home. I appreciated it for what it is right now. I wonder how many actually have stopped and taken a picture of it? Most of us take pictures of only the pretty houses. (Like all the others in this post.)
What is there not to love!!
It took everything I had not to go on dreaming about sitting on this porch drinking Mint Juleps watching the day go by.
My favorite colors in the world. Blue and yellow.
To cute!!
See what I mean. How can you just walk away from all this history.
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