Showing posts with label Croche Stuff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Croche Stuff. Show all posts

Friday, October 12, 2012

Scenes from the Cotton Festival

Kid: "And if you move, I'm gonna squeeze  tighter!"
Me: "I am taking a picture of you doing that!"
Kid with other kid in a headlock

Cotton Festival Family Style

I think I can see the pine curtain from the top of the Cotton Festival Ferris Wheel


Housing Projects from the Ferris Wheel
Bull's eye



Go Trojans!!


Shadow of the Ferris Wheel at the Ball Park
Best Friends at the Cotton Festival

Monday, October 1, 2012

Saturday, September 22, 2012

Monsieur Vacheur's Lost Country






Our land is surrounded by cow pastures on all sides where a creole rancher from Carencro keeps his herd. He comes to take care of his cows every day and spends every Saturday there building a barn and tending his fence. He speaks Creole French to his cows and his buddy who comes to help him out.

Sound travels out here on the prairie, so if I am outside I can usually hear him yelling HEY!!! and it startles me, it sounds so close.  We watch out for their cows.  A few years ago, I pushed a newborn calf back through the fence after it had been born onto our side, somehow, and separated from its mother. Once we saw the Cowman's little daughter riding her four-wheeler. She told us that she calls the road and fields of Prairie des Femmes the "lost country".

Today, I could hear snippets of Monsieur Vacheur's conversation with his cows and his buddy. Their Creole is so fast that I can barely make out what the say, but today, conditions were just right:


Why ya don take ya ti-wagon?

là bas! là bas! là bas!l à bas!

hey! HEY!

Ah-right, woah!

Ah-right, das good, hol out en avant!

Put ma key on da cha!

Dat truck still en arièrre?

Hey! Ouvre la porte on va lui fait.

mooooooo! HO! *crash*

No no no! laisse par terre

Gain-mon-là!

Quelquechose...moi pas gaine...bon whisky....

T'es gone?
Té gain wagon?

Eh? mon gain pas mon jack...

Fait chaud...

Eh, moi et toi nèg, on est gone là bas...

Allons!