Tag Archive | Family

My Every Day Life: I Have Returned

I am have returned. Oh, how I missed reading blog posts. But, with no internet it was hard. I did not stop writing. I have new blog posts, that may surprise many and shock some. I am not one to write about my private life. But things changed, and I am unsure on how long the internet will be back.

Anyway, a lot has happened, since May. But I will not go into details. I am just happy to be writing this post.
One thing I can say for the past two in half years I have been struggling with my eyes and being stubborn to visit an Eye doctor.

Yes, I was scared of what the doctor might have found. But not anymore all is well with my eyes.

 

 

I have not been smiling lately. Try to use a webcam to take a photo shot is difficult.

Until next time.

Have a wonderful weekend.🙂

Always give a hug and smile to those who means everything to you

 

 

 

 

 

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My Writing: A Personal Essay Revisits

Since it is rice harvest season I decided to revisit my personal essay. Now, I will move on from my personal essay.

Haunted Fields

From dawn to dust, he walks the lonely fields, each day
With his shovel over his shoulder.
He checks for thing astray in the fields.
Those whom recognized him remarks,
He hasn’t grown old since the day,
they first got together with him.
He, still wears his old straw cowboy hat
Blue faded long sleeves shirt and pants.
He still wears his green hip boots.
To walk in the murky water of the rice field
Now, he does not speak to many.
Plenty, have spoken with him in the predawn hours.
From words, He wanders in the distance rice fields.
They recognize his shovel over his shoulders.
Others caught sight of him driving an old John Deere tractor with plow,
in a field but disappears in their presence.
The only visible sign of him, being here is a single distant
sound of a John Deere tractor’s steam whistle in twilight sky.
No one understands why he walks the fields.
If they knew, they will shed a tear.
Someday, his journey for his family’s crest
will be over for him.
Until, then he never rest.
Haunted Fields ©V.Rose Demet™2013

 

After searching for photo I decided to share one of my favorite photo of my Dad.

A Cajun rice farmer for 50 something years.

Have a nice weekend 🙂

My Every Day Life: A Short Break

Okay, this is my shortest post.  I am will not go into details. I will say two of my family members passed last month. Two days apart from each other. One was my Dad’s nephew, and the other my Mom’s brother. (My uncle) I took their passing hard and had to take a break from writing.
I am getting back to my writing and photography, which I missed a lot.

 

roses, gardening, memories

I took time off to think and remember those who are gone.

Here’s a photo shot  I took a few week ago.

Hope everyone have a great week.  🙂

My Cherish Memories: 17 Years Went By Fast

Okay, this post has taken  me a long time to write not because it’s a long post. It’s actually a short post. Anyway, since no other family members never made a short dedication to my Grandmother, I decided to share a photo of her and my Grandfather.

 

 

 

17 years today

My Grandfather Aristile Demet Apr. 20, 1911- Dec. 28, 1989 and Grandmother Lydia Bourque Demet Jan. 6, 1916-March 3,2000.

 

I  cannot believe how time goes by fast? It’s already 17 years of my grandmother passing. All I can say about her, she was something else.

 

 

Have a wonderful weekend! 🙂

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Visit From My About Page

I was looking over some of my posts, which brought me to my About page.  I realized I needed to do another rewrite.  Oh yes, I am sharing my first name.

This Cajun gal is a creative writer/blogger, whom loves creating stories. When she is not writing, she is reading anything she can find interesting. (I need to catch up on my reading.) or outdoors enjoying a Southwest Louisiana evening. She has a passion for photography and genealogy.

 

One determined Cajun gal. ~Verna Rose~

photo of myself

Last year for my  B-day, I did not take no photo, nor wrote about being 41.  But I have these two lovely photos of myself.

 

Now, I think this describes myself a little better. But never know with this Cajun gal, I might do a rewrite later on.

 

 

 

 

 

My Writing: Goals For 2017

My goals and plans for 2017.
• Write a post on a subject I never mention. But needs to be written.
• Take vacation without informing family members until the last-minute.
• Write more poems.
• Finish editing my book.
• Have patience and motivation when editing. (Don’t Delete file by mistake again. I will always check Recycle Bin.)
• Write one post on a tough topic. Later, in the year.
• More photo shots.
• Research my family history, which is a mystery.
• My education In my younger years, I had to put off furthering my education. Now, I want to learn new things.
• Job hunting again. Apparently, not many appreciate honest help. (Maybe, a future post on this subject. Never know with me.)

I think my list for 2017 will be simple or maybe not. But never with me.

 

 

Last but not least, a few photo shots I have taken in the past years. (Photo shots not in order.)

As it went down I snapped shots of these nice

sunset, frost, winter, Southwest Louisiana

A Beautiful Southwest Louisiana’s Winter Sunset.. 2014

Getting Close To Lunch Time

Getting Close To Lunch Time

 

Beautiful, sunny day, winter, cold, Southwest Louisiana;

The last time there was an Ice storm was  back in January of 1997.
Jan. 27, 2014

Hummingbird in Mamou Tree

Hummingbird in Mamou Tree

Have a wonderful week. 🙂

 

My Photo: Christmas’ Eve Past

Ready or not here comes Christmas!

Ever had one of those days to just stay under the blanket with a good book and a mug of Hazelnut coffee or tea. Well, that’s how I feel right now.  I have a lot to do before tomorrow morning. I will be up for 4:00 a.m. with a mug of coffee, after I place the turkey in the over.

Anyway, here’s a visit from Christmas past 🙂

https://firefly1275.wordpress.com/2015/12/31/my-photo-christmas-eve-2015/

 

I think I did a good job with the tree this year. I did not have to redecorate it.

I think I did a good job with the tree this year. I did not have to redecorate it.

This year, I decorated the tree and did not have to redecorate.

I am always amazed by my photos appear. I had a good angle shot.

I am always amazed by my photos appear. I had a good angle shot.

A White Rose

This year this Rose Bush did not bloom often.

Last but not least, my photo shots of my favorite Roses.

 

 

 

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

 

Have a wonderful weekend also!   🙂

My Photo: A Visit From A Turkey

Here is a photo shot I took last Thanksgiving’s Turkey.

 

 

My second year cooking the Turkey.

My second year cooking the Turkey.

The turkey came out just as last years one. I put the turkey to cook at 4 a.m. by 11:30 a.m. The turkey was done. Dessert Dutch Apple Pie.

 

 

To those who celebrate. Happy Thanksgiving!

And to everyone, Have a wonderful weekend. 🙂

 

My Photo: Sunset Over Water

Okay, I took these photo shots a few weeks back.  Now, this first photo shot, I had to get in an angle where I could zoom in for a closer view. Anyway, I think these two photo shots came out okay.

 

I had to get in the right angle and focus real well to capture this shot. Out of 6 photo shots this one and two more came out okay.

Out of 6 photo shots. This one came out Okay.

 

I think this photo shot came out okay.

I think this photo shot came out okay. Even though the oak trees where in this photo shot.

My Writing: 14 Years Ago Today

Okay, this little essay was written a few years back, Today it’s a dedication to my Dad, who was a rice farmer for fifty something years before retiring.  14 years ago we lost my Dad (Heart attack. That’s all I will say for now. That was the first upside down and nightmare.)

Anyway, after reading this essay and editing once more, I  can say I am finish with this essay… Unless, I find something wrong. But never know with me.

 

Haunted Fields

From dawn to dust

He walks the lonely fields, each day,

With his shovel over his shoulder.

He checks for anything amiss in the fields.

 Those whom seen him says,

He hasn’t aged since the day

They first met him.

He, still wears his old straw cowboy hat

Blue faded long sleeves shirt and jeans.

Of course, he still wears his green hip boots.

To walk in the murky water of the rice field.

Now, a days he does not speak to many.

Maybe to those whom seen him in the per-dawn hours.

From what I have heard.

He walks in the distance rice fields.

They know it’s him by his shovel

over his shoulders.

Others seen him on John Deere tractor

plowing away in a field

and mysteriously vanish by their presence.

The only sign of him, ever being there

is the lonely distance sound

of a John Deere tractor’s whistle

fading into the sunset.

No one knows why he walks the fields.

 If they did, they would have tears in

the eyes.

Maybe someday his search will be over

and he’ll finally rest.

 Haunted Fields ©V. ROSE DEMET ™2013

 

 

Maybe next year, I will write about that day.

Maybe next year, I will write about that day.

Last but not least a new little Rose bush is blooming.. Roses was my Dad’s favorite flower also.  He could take a Rose branch and plant it in the ground and a few months later. The Rose bush would be growing. He had a green thumb for gardening.

 

Red Roses Series

Red Roses Series