Hanging out with my modern-day, philanthropic pyrate friends is not only entertaining but educational, as well. It was my friend, Capt. John Swallow, who set me straight on the myth of the pyrate’s eye patch. The eye patch was really a trick of the trade so to speak.

Only down the bayou!

7th Annual Bayou Dularge Trash Bash a smashing, trashing success!

Folks who visit here or meet me for the first time are rather surprised at the blond hair and green eyes, because they mistakenly preconceive that a woman way down in coastal Louisiana who writes about life in the Louisiana wetlands must surely be Cajun. Not.

JOYEAUX NOEL!!!

I’m determined in 2013 to tune in more to what my sons are listening to and watching than worrying about how many folks have LIKED the Bayou Woman page on Facebook, as though those LIKES equal dollars in the bank. I am determined to lean more on the Giver of all Gifts for the wisdom to know how to best care for the Gifts I’ve been given–to know which ones are worth keeping, which ones can be re-gifted, and which ones are not even worthy of the scrap pile.