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We are a couple of happy, chubby, middle-aged Cajuns (Pegody is a Cajun transplant from western NY...not just a Yankee!, but a Danged one at that) We live,love and play in South Louisiana. We love fishing, gardening, good food, music, good times and especially our 2 bratty Bichon Frise dawgs. Joie de vie is the Cajun philosophy. Cappy's Daddy, Raymond, used to say, "A moment wasted is gone forever. A Moment savored is a memory for a lifetime". Join us as we live, love and pass a good time in Cajun country. Feel free to peruse and snoop through the drawers of the archives,as well, where we keep a lot more pictures & funny stories. Enjoy your visit, knowing you won't find preachin' or rantin'...or hardly any, if'n we can help it. Email us at: cappy_and_pegody@yahoo.com, You can FOLLOW us; Somebody will let you know when we post something new. Type in the address below and 'jump through the hoops'...we know it can be a pain, but we really appreciate having you come see us, so if this helps you in the long run, then it's worth the effort (we hope:-) http://www.blogger.com/follow-blog.g?blogID=12894963

9.05.2011

Goin' Bananas

I got off the boat just in time for Tropical Storm Lee to rain on our parade.  Here it is 5 days later and the sun is just beginin' to peep out through the clouds.  Last hitch on da boat I kept tellin Peg how I really needed some down time; some "just sit back and chill" time.  Well, be careful what ya ask for, 'cause after 5 days and over a foot of rain, I am about going bananas.  I can only stand so much recliner time. When Lee finally decided to leave town, the sun was such a welcome sight, that I put on some Crocs and waded out into the yard to have a look around.

From the looks of the banana leaves, we aint wrapping anything in them to bbq any time soon.  The wind tattered the leaves into ribbons.  Not to worry though; this doesn't seem to hurt them and already new leaves are already shooting up and unfurling.  We rescued a nice bunch of bananas that the wind had broken the palm that they were growing on.  Peg tied them up on the patio and as they ripen I am already drooling at the thought of her wonderful 'nanner nut bread.

With all the rain, the yard feels like a sponge and looks like a jungle.  I can hardly wait 'til it dries up so we can go out and play.

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