Time, she do erase.

Sorry for the long time gone. Lot to catch up on...the world lost a champion March 29, Martha DePrato Paul, passed on aged 89. Thats Michael grandmother, and her funeral was the day before her daughters Jans one year anniversary of passing. Been awful sad around these parts, but only because we miss them so. Martha won 7 state championships coaching girls sports in Louisiana. Two in Basketball (back to back in 61 and 62), two in softball and two in Track and Field. They named May 11th "Martha Paul" day in Ferriday. She was a genuine tough cookie from the word go. Love you Gammie.

Martha & Jan, this is my Mom and Grandma.


So many pretty flowers.

I flew down for the funeral and the Mississippi was doing a bit of its typical flooding.

But the mudbugs were still biting.

Back to Colorado.....Mothers day hikes are the best.

The Rapids kicked off again somewhere in all this, beating David Beckham to pieces, and we were there as usual, as we have season tickets this year.

Then some family came in from New Yawk to visit family here. We love Patrick and Tommy.


The snugglebuggles.

Finally a damned vacation without a funeral, and back to Louisiana, 1rst off to New Orleans and then to Grand Isle for a week (plus!) of fishing and eating and drinking and swimming.

Some male model we saw on the ferry to Algiers.



Hoping not to step on blue crab..

Capitan Joel


Lookout Mae.
Fisherwoman, throw it back.


After setting crab pots..

the whole coonass contingent on the Cajun Riviera


Shrimp was right out of the water... o yeah...


Shark! But the only thing dangerous about this one was his smell.


Grand Isle Grave Yard.

Best Buds, Enola and GranKat

The Inheritance


And then back home for our first sprained wrist...