The small community of St. Francisville, LA provides several photo opportunities. There is a beautiful old Methodist Church a short distance from the downtown area. Outlined by a grove of grand old oak trees, the church provides several photo opportunities
In the “Olden days before digital photography), you would be very careful how many photographs you would take. You had the cost of film, the processing and then making prints. Two or three different views were all you would take. Now with digital, you can take 20 or more, no big deal. The problem is trying to figure out which view you like best.
Here were the choices I had. Which is your favorite?
Next to this church was a Catholic Cemetery with a neat set of statues: Here they are with a closeup of one. Click on the photos to enlarge them.
The photo of the week is a result of one of our “bucket Wishes” desires…..a trip to the Tobasco plant at Avery Island, LA. However we found somethings more interesting than Tobasco. For example the photo in this update was taken at the country’s oldest rice milling plant, Contrad Rice Mill/Konriko Company Store in New Iberia, LA
The mill was founded in 1912. The original part of the mill was built in 1914 and received additions in 1917 and 1930. This is significant because it is a rare surviving example of a factory using a belt-drive power transmission. It was placed on the National Register of Historic Places in 1981.
If you ask if we stopped at the mill’s country store the answer would be, “You bet we did!” They were not milling the day we were there, but it was a very interesting tour. We asked the lady in the store for a good “down home” place to eat. She did and it was great. But that is another story.
Normally this blog is about creative photography but I am going to deviate a bit this time with the oil rig crisis in the gulf. We were down to Venice, LA in early April as I was shooting more photographs for my Mississippi River Gallery.
Right now Venice is the center of the news concerning the oil and the impending disaster. Venice is at the end of the river where the dikes end and the river waters meet the gulf waters. What I expected to find were ocean liners going up river to New Orleans and Baton Rouge.
What we found instead was a community of shrimp boats and fishermen..and yes a lot of industry as well. The oil leak is going to kill the fishing and shrimping industry there for some time. This small community at the end of the road is facing a bleak future.
I wanted to share with you on this blog three photos taken at Venice: two of shrimp boats and a third of an old above the ground cemetery that is just a couple hundred feed from the dike where the river meets the gulf…at the end of the road.
By the way, a tiny cafe in Venice had the best shrimp poorboy I have ever had– a dozen or more shrimp on a homebaked Louisiana bread spread with melted butter, and a touch of lettuce and tomato…was large enough for two..and it was.