Blue Monday

I  borrowed the title of this post from legendary musician Mr Fats Domino

[born and raised in the 9th ward -

a short crow flight to the east from where i am working now]

after finding a very pleasant surprise in a bundle this morning.

the berries of Solanum nigrum [a "nightshade" but not to be confused with Atropa belladonna, "deadly nightshade" which is distinguished by its mauve striped flowers] yielded a delightful blue print. at home in Australia i've not had such good results, mostly achieving greens or muddy purples, suspect it's something in the water...

a lot of which fell from the skies yesterday, leaving mud to play in

evidence of much higher waters some seven years ago

in the washed out railtracks

that constitute my happy hunting ground

it being such a good Monday i made it even better

by wandering along to one of my favourite eating houses

[Schiro's, corner of StRoch and Royal]

for the traditional New Orleans Monday dish

red beans and rice

 which proved the perfect internal fortification

for cycling home in pleasantly warm rain in the afternoon

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those words of wisdom above

found in the window of a metal fabricators

on Royal