Down in the Land of the Delta Blues

I’m in Mississippi as a guest of the Visit the Delta tourism board. Nearly all my travel expenses are paid for. I’d been driving for an hour or more and it didn’t seem possible that I was heading in the right direction. The land was flat and open and mostly brown and above the sky …


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Mississippi Black and White

I’ve been reading Faulkner, I think that’s why these photos look the way the do. I’ve got more pics on Instagram. And if you’re wondering, I shoot a Panasonic Lumix.

Postcards from Mississippi

I’m in Mississippi as a guest of the Visit the Delta tourism board. Nearly all my travel expenses are paid for. I must have looked somewhat disoriented because he asked me if I was visiting. He then went on a tear about the airport. Memphis was a Northwest hub once, then Delta, but it’s been …


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I’m Going to Mississippi

People who are either of The South or love The South do light right up when you tell them you’re off to explore their turf. “Oh, sure,” they concede, “you’re going to be confronted with all kinds of right wing craziness that you’re just not used to here out west. But there’s other stuff too…” …


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The Endangered Roadside Diner

It was 104 degrees and I did not want chicken. I wanted a Cobb salad, maybe, or a Niçoise, so I blew past the chicken place. I also liked the idea of pie because I always like the idea of pie, though I am trying to eat like an adult slightly more often. I wanted …


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What the Sam Hill?*

You can reach the Maryhill Museum by shorter routes than mine, but I needed a road trip and was not in a hurry.  I crossed the north side of Mount Rainier, spent the night in Yakima, and then, continued south on 97, past wheat fields and giant white wind turbines and little fenced cemeteries which …


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