Mr. Big Food settled for what turned out to be a woefully inadequate fold-up map of Arkansas and we set out to do some exploring.
|Looks like the Delta!|
|"WE BUY SCRAP METAL SEVEN DAYS A WEEK"|
|Elapsed time, 25 minutes|
|Arkansas: The Natural State (think entropy)|
|Marked Tree that way. Birdeye the other.|
|See the hawk? We saw a LOT of hawks.|
|Homemade fried pie|
|NO shirt NO shoes NO service|
|We decided Momma really does bake pies here. It's a big operation. Note vent just to the right of the "annex" with NO structural integrity. That's a real kitchen vent. As it was Sunday, we had no way to verify.|
|Moving on... .|
|Wonder if this is where Momma lives?|
|We talked about this. Neither Mr. Big Food nor I is familiar with the role Arkansas played in the Civil War. We speculated.|
|Arkansas State Veterans Cemetery|
2. any one of these recesses.
|And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave|
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
We are on our way to some place Mr. Big Food has seen on our woefully inadequate map.
|He is navigating.|
Meanwhile, I am taking photos of what will not be the only strange bird sighting of the day. Here are seven photos as I took them.
|Geese. I think.|
But also note the change in clouds-- looking north versus looking west.
More photos of rural America &c.-- including chicken fried steak-- coming up after the break. Stay tuned.