Weekend hiking in Mississippi. We had been meaning to explore Plymouth Bluff for some time, and now we finally have. Everything was beautiful, of course. But what really shocked me was the history. Just over one hundred years ago, a small town thrived in this river bend; today, it’s gone. There is no trace.
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It’s easy to conceptualize The South, to read books, to watch TV, to listen to country radio. But then to BE there under the sky and surrounded by the fields. To realize what that life is really like. That’s special.
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Market Street Festival, Columbus, Mississippi. Fried gator. Live Gospel music. Southern charm.
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The Atlantic, from Pasadena, Maryland. We escaped Mississippi for a weekend wedding. After months of land-locked cold, it was so nice to see the ocean again.
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Southern Spring feels like summer. I wish I could record and share smell. The flowers here are wonderful.
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Driving from New Orleans, we lost track of time and drove straight through to Alabama. And that’s how we found ourselves driving down the back roads of Alabama, listening to the Country Countdown, on a Sunday morning.
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exploring & escapades 