In the last update, I failed to take a photo of the front door view for you. Please forgive me.
Here it is now–a little late but still oh so much better looking than before! 
BW
(Post on surprise helper visit coming soon!)
Oh happy day! That’s what Gray Girl said to me when my new friends came and brought her a gift.
Idling slowly among the cypress knees in a shallow-draft boat, one can only imagine what the Maurepas Swamp would have looked like 100 years ago—before the Great Flood of 1927, before the leveeing of the Mississippi River, and before the virgin cypress were cut down and hauled out to be milled for house and boat…
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.
The past month has pretty much been a fishing dream! I’ve fished four times and have another trip planned this Tuesday with Dotter and MuzicMan, meaning I will have fished with almost all of my children and their significant others in a month’s time! I also made a couple solo trips, which I haven’t…
EVACUATION DAY 1 CONTINUED We left at 4:40 p.m. Saturday. We traveled on back roads in order to avoid crowded interstates, and we got bored. For a while, we joined a little caravan . . . and drove through little towns with weird names like “Gross Tete” that mean things like “big head” while cows…
No matter what else is going on in life, we still have to eat, right? And those of us who are married to men who can’t, don’t, or just plain won’t cook, still have to cook. And if you’re a mom, you must feed your children. Besides sleeping and paying taxes, whether married or single,…