Yesterday we went back to Jean Lafitte Park, this time with the wonderful Jane, who’d never been. We are in the middle of a really rainy patch, and I’ve never quite seen the park like it was yesterday.


Stretching back as far as the eye could see were fields of wild mallow, a form of hibiscus. Its pale pink against the dark greens was gorgeous, so now I know- even if it’s continuing to be overcast and nasty, a trip out to Jean Lafitte Park isn’t ever really out of the question.
