Cappy & Pegody's World

Oh gosh, I forgot to explain, for those of you who don't know; the lady who is dancing with us is Cappy's Aunt Gussie. We love her t...

The first morning back on the boat dawned clear and bright, clear and peaceful, and kinda set the stage for a good boat ride. As soon as we...

Twas the night before Thanksgiving and all through the house, the dogs are not stirring; they're flopped on the couch. They went to the ...

I'm still rushing around, trying to get ready for the Christmas rush, so that by the time it actually begins, I won't have to (be ru...

I was tempted today to post a copy of a Christmas poem that one of Cappy's cousins, Sara had written last year. I still may do it, but I...

It's been awhile since my last post as I really haven't had much to share. Cappy is presently on his way down the Mississippi, wayyy...

Raindrops on bayous and whiskers on Cappy, Bright, sincere smiles and chick-flicks that are sappy, Brown chicken stewing in Gumbo with rice....

Good old salt of the earth, Cappy. When he was off the boat the last time we were run, fun, running around. Because he wouldn't be home...

While runnin' from da 'Storm' last month, Peggy, tryin' to escape traffic, and trusting a map, 'stead of askin' me, ...

Diana, our daughter-in-law passed away yesterday in her sleep. She's the mother of our granddaughter, Cierra and was only 38 years old....