A smattering of life
I’ve often wondered how a famous blogger like Pioneer Woman continually entertains her readers with well-photo shopped photos, contests, and generally witty posts while life goes on around her.
I’ve often wondered how a famous blogger like Pioneer Woman continually entertains her readers with well-photo shopped photos, contests, and generally witty posts while life goes on around her.
It’s something my father would jokingly quote from time to time for no apparent reason. I would wager a guess that my three oldest children still recall hearing him say it. I wish he were here now so I could ask him where he first heard that phrase and why it came to his mind so often. It was just something Daddy said, we accepted it; and while I can’t speak for my siblings, I was even amused by it.
Yesterday led me out to check on some of my friends—both residential and transient camp owners. Some of them were mucking out water hyacinth and mud from under their camps; but most of them were relieved that it was not any worse than it was.
BW takes some back-home boys trout fishing.
BW spends a day in the city with oldest son photo essay!
Bayou Woman spends a week with her LilSis and visited New Orleans, among other things!