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Who dat turned 17?
This note was tucked into the last page of a photo album Dotter and MuzicMan gave Miah for his birthday. In that album were photos of their first trip to Disney last February–Dotter, MuzicMan, Miah and Termite. The note was a December calendar, with a countdown from his birthday to today . . . You…

Cecil Lapeyrouse Grocery Celebrates 100 Years
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,…

Sunday Afternoon on the Bayou
Sunday. The day of rest. Does that include fishing? My daughter and son-in-law came down after church for grilled hamburgers. Rach usually has this awesome naturally curly hair, but in honor of the cold front, she put the flat iron to it. And it always takes me by surprise how much she reminds me of…

100,000 and counting! And we have a winner!
Bayou Woman reaches 100,000 Hits on Blog! Bayou Woman (I’m speaking in third person now, for what reason I have no clue) would like to take this opportunity to thank everyone who has visited her blog over the year and a half helping spread the word about Bayou Life, Bayou Food, and the Louisiana Wetlands!…

Something's Fishy!
I had a potential charter for Saturday morning that never materialized, but with conditions prime, this was the morning to cast care to the wind and go for it. Equipped with a fast boat, two rods, a couple extra plastic baits, and bottled water, I headed out to Lake Decade before daylight in anticipation that…
Picking up trash promotes pride on the bayou!
There’s just not a whole lot I can say about picking up trash. It’s dirty work. However, there’s a heck of a lot I can say about litter and those who can’t get it through their thick heads to take their trash home with them rather than throw it into the bayou.



Cool! I’m jealous. I never get to see Horned owls.
Would you believe there were three in our backyard at one time, all talking to each other? He rushed inside out of breath and begged to borrow my camera. And this is what he came back with!