Butte La Rose et Les Entourage

Bonjour!
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We have reached the light at the end of the tunnel! Our levee road is now complete for passing. And after a few little touch-ups, leveling the shoulders and clumps of dirt and such, beautification will be complete. When you sweep your floors you gotta sweep the corners too! Know what I’m talking about? Thank you God for blessing us with this desperately needed smooth blacktop road! I’ll get the name of the logging and trucking company who made this possible and pass it on.
Life will be easier for us who live and love here and drive to and from jobs to back home here in Butte La Rose. And the weekender camp owners. And don’t forget the commercial fishermen running the levee from Lake Dautrieve south and to points north past Henderson driving this road. They don’t complain about conditions making do with that they have. It’s been a daily struggle for them especially. And now they’ll be cruising and strutting at ease.
And after one time comes another. When the flood water in the Basin rises and falls each year there is also the water lily nuisance to live through. That act of nature could go on for several months, depending on how long before the water drops.
The lilies also find their way out of the bays like the Henderson Lake, Butte La Rose Canal, points from the north, side canals, etc., meeting with the southerly currents where it all funnels past the pontoon bridge. And because they are thicker than usual this year, they get blocked there because that passage is too narrow. So they pile up against the pontoon. The bridge tenders open usually in the morning’s around 9:am and sometimes multiple times a day. Someone in a boat works to maneuver and push forcing the lilies through. So if a driver knows ahead of time and does not have time to wait for the pontoon bridge to reopen to traffic, simply go the I-10 route. Pooyie c’est tros loin!
My daughters Blanche and Tina and granddaughter Tamra and I voyaged out of state to visit my son Steve last weekend. I’m very encouraged with his progress. He’s come a long way through the many prayers by so many people since he was hospitalized from a lack of oxygen brain injury last New Year’s Eve.
He kidded around with us. He recognized our voices, I am amazed with his progress. He may never be like the hard working commercial fisherman he’s been, but I am confident he will be able to see, use his legs and feed himself again. He lives in a nursing home and is very well cared for. We never gave up hope he will recover.
We spent a couple of nights in Gulf Shores, Miss., on our way there. The condos and homes along the many miles of beach along the Gulf of Mexico are awesome. All designed and painted different colors. No brick. No lawn to cut, all sand with some tall grass that can only grow in salt water, mounds and beached back yards. Driving down that highway, I thought back a hundred years when that beach was the Gulf. No one inhabited the banks only snakes, fish and crabs and the long legged birds waiting to devour them out the water.
We knew this already! Brian Williams on NBC announce the happiest five cities in the USA are in Louisiana: Lafayette, Houma, Shreveport, Baton Rouge and Alexandria. Most loved is our Cajun accent and gumbo. Cajun French lessons anyone? How you lam that?
Bonne semaine,
–Cousine Hélène
337-228-1714
helenboudreaux@juno.com