Country Roads

This past weekend, Evan and I went to visit my Paw Paw in Plaucheville (we have always called this "The Country") Life moves at a much slower pace over there. The most exciting things we did were sit on the porch drinking sweet tea and riding the tractor to feed the cows. I cherish each time that I get to go visit Paw because as he ages and has more and more health problems, I can't help but wonder which visit will be my last. Hopefully that won't come for a long time. My paw is a simple Cajun man with a big heart but who tells you like it is. He kept Evan and I laughing this weekend between his silly songs and witty comments. Here are some pictures from the weekend.

We call this 2 sillow (Sp?) lane. We don't actually know the name of the street, but my family has always used this landmark in order to get to Paw's house.

Evan feeding Buddy the baby Bull.
My Sweet Paw
My paw is a Bordelon and even though this is not our family store....we pretend like it is. It is the only place around to get groceries.
I love kitties and this one reminded me of my old cat Shadow.
Evan in the beans.
Paw showing off on his tractor
Evan driving the tractor
Feeding the cows
Riding on the tractor...Yikes that country heat made me look rough!
Each one of us grandkids has a cow and we named them. This is mine and I called her "Crazy Claudine" She used to jump the fence all the time.A country sunset from the porch

We love that porch! Evan trying to take a nap
Paw's house. He has lived in this house for 60 years. He had 12 brother and sisters. The house needs a lot of work...but its a part of our family.