Giraffes…. NOLA, you do not disappoint

Another thing you may not know about me is I love Giraffes. Not love in a fanatical way but Love nonetheless. Some, well actually ONE person has told me I have too many Giraffes in my collection, and perhaps others have thought it, but I do not feel it has taken over my life. I mean really, how many is TOO many (this last question aimed at the above mentioned ONE)? My collection is limited to the top of a bookshelf, two pictures and three others fused together with spare metal parts. Two are over 6′ tall and one smaller one.

A few weeks ago, I was driving around greater NOLA, lost, and trying to find a gas station. My GPS directed me to a side road, and I was hoping and praying the remaining gas fumes were enough to sustain me until I arrived at the destination. Even though I was focused on finding the gas station, my eagle eyes spotted a giraffe out of the corner of my eye as I passed by. I was so excited, I forgot I needed gas and turned around at the next possible moment to drive past that beautiful sight again. Traffic was too heavy for me to slow down and properly stare lovingly. There was also that little issue of gas fumes, so I turned back around at the next intersection and focused on the task at hand. BUT, believe me, after I fueled up, I drove straight back to that beautiful sight and snapped a pic! The pic does not do it justice. This giraffe is large and artfully crafted! I do not know who lives in the house that belongs to this beautiful creature, but whoever you are and where ever you are, I LOVE YOU! **Side note, the house where this giraffe lives is big and beautiful. If I ever win the lottery………. 

Ever watchful
I wonder what my neighbors think
I’ll admit, I’m a little jealous!

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