dew berries tangy-sweet inside my mouth, juices dripping down my chin and front of shirt until it is hard to tell me from the violet berries. i pick them, and they prick me right back as i pluck ripe fruits from protective vines This is type of poetry is called an etheree, introduced to me…
Between the tranquil banks of Bayou Petit Caillou and Louisiana Highway 56 sits an icon of resilience among bayou folks. Weathered to a respectable patina, the old cypress board-and-batten building is home to an old general store, with counters covered in “penny candy” jars just like it did 100 years ago. Once inside Cecil Lapeyrouse’s Grocery,…
Memories There are just so many things going on right now that I want to tell you about, none of which warrants an entire blog post of its own though. Not only that, but everything is just so beautiful, bountiful, lush and green right now that I have way too many photos to share, and it…
For the past four days, I’ve been working with a good friend on her documentary, and it’s been a great experience. She first found me in 2008 when doing research for her award-winning short documentary, “Tide of Tears”, about the collapse of the Cajun Coast. That was the first time I had ever taken out…
So, there I was middle of last week, minding my own business, sitting at my desk working on something when my cell phone rang. It was the president of Keep Terrebonne Beautiful (main sponsor of 2nd Annual Pyrate Day) saying that he had just had an EKG and was on the way to the hospital…
One thing we can count on in the swamp and marshes of lower Terrebonne Parish in the spring are hungry gators just waking up from a long winter’s nap. Friday, I had the great privilege of riding along with Capt. Black Guidry on his world-famous Cajun Man’s Swamp Cruise. I was hoping to sit back,…