From this pile of fabric and brick-a-brack to Petit Four (or Bon Bon, some say).
Hey, we made the internet! I’ve got to find the owner of this image. Love it. Here we are, confetti cannon float in full steam and manned by Petit Four, Maple Sugar, and Chocolate Mousse. Death by Chocolate and Baked Alaska looking on.
Our parade boasts two floats, the second contains refreshments and other necessities. Of course we have a marching band; this year a drum & bagpipe duo.
The end of our journey is always the Great River.
From the moment we set foot in the quarter we are celebrating life, greeting friends and strangers alike with smiles and good wishes.
At the bank of the Misi-ziibi, in the comparative quiet, we pay tribute to loved ones lost, elders, and others who’ve influenced our life journey.