A visitor in my own state – A Road Trip down the bayous in Terrebonne Parish, Southern Louisiana

About a year ago, Hubby and I took a road trip (date day) down the bayous of Terrebonne Parish in Southern Louisiana. I had expressed an interest in seeing where the bayous intersected with the gulf. It was an interesting drive as we navigated the little roads along and through the marsh and bayous, and we literally drove to the end of the road on three bayous. There were a number of houses that had…

"A visitor in my own state – A Road Trip down the bayous in Terrebonne Parish, Southern Louisiana"

Balloon Festival, Natchez, Mississippi

It’s been three years (October 2013) since our trip to Natchez, Mississippi with Father Scott for the balloon festival. If you’ve never been, I highly recommend going at least once. Besides the prospect of seeing so many balloons floating majestically overhead, it is also the excitement of actually seeing the balloons fly. What I mean by this, is the weather conditions have to be perfect for ballooning or they will not take them up. That…

"Balloon Festival, Natchez, Mississippi"

Up the bayou. Down the bayou. 

My daughter once asked how do you know what is up the bayou and what is down the bayou. I told her it was all relative. Wherever you happen to be standing, one way is up the bayou and the other is down. It is as simple as that. A couple of weeks ago, we took a little ride down the bayou from where we live. This past Sunday we headed up the bayou. The…

"Up the bayou. Down the bayou. "

In search of Red October…

Yes, we are still on the hunt for our “perfect” boat. Actually we already know that boat does not yet exist. We are looking for a boat that we can make our own. Being DIYers, we have our own ideas about what we want in a boat and how we want it to function. It’s just a matter of finding the right hull for the right price and we may have just done that on…

"In search of Red October…"

From Louisiana to Walnut Mountain – It's vacation time! Part 1

We’ve been on vacation this past week. It started off with a bang – literally, and not in a good way. We were only about twenty miles from home and were going through a school zone when a man came running through the traffic waving his arms shouting, “Stop. A cop’s been shot!” We were just moments behind the flying bullets which took down a deputy. He was shot in the eye, arm, and chest.…

"From Louisiana to Walnut Mountain – It's vacation time! Part 1"