Too soon indeed our Louisiana adventure had to come to an end. On our final day in Shreveport, Sherry took us to a nearby park. It is not a city park; a local family has their art museum there and maintains the grounds around it as a public space. It is hard to imagine that happening in California. The azaleas were not blooming as wildly yet as Sherry hoped – they probably needed about another week of sunshine and warmth for that – but the park was still stunningly beautiful.
There are bronze statues throughout the park like this tableau about the American West.
And there are Sherry and I and, in her arms, Taboo.
Sherry wanted us to stay for the afternoon because she was hosting the Easter Bonnet party, a fundraiser for a local LGBT group. I am sure it would have been fun, but American Airlines wanted to charge us about the price of the original ticket for changing flight times. So we reluctantly had to leave for Dallas a little before noon. Sherry’s friend James who was setting up for the event gave us a little taste of some of the imaginative haberdashery that would have been on display later in the day.
The drive to Dallas went uneventfully and our flight left and arrived on time. So, gentle readers, I am signing off until the next time John and John are on the road – again!
