I was being watched

While I was watching this fine old fire truck in Parkin, Arkansas, I was being watched. My being watched, however was benign and not on account of suspected nefarious activities. I was peering in the passenger side window of the truck when a member of the fire department pulled up behind me. We had a [...]

A Twist of fate

The sign said Twist with an arrow pointing to the right, a temptation too rich with mystery to avoid. On the way to Twist, the cloud formation was similarly too good to resist. Late afternoon sunlight is the best, particularly this time of year when mother earth is freshly greened. This was just the first [...]

Kirksey Country

When you pull into Fendley, Arkansas it’s hard to miss Fendley Store. There’s not much else from an urban development viewpoint and that’s not a drawback if you happen to be a Kirksey. As a matter of fact, it’s close to ideal. The family has lived on this real estate since around 1874. Across the [...]

Borderwieck Road, and other points

The old house is a survivor. Easily built in the late 19th or early 20th century, she is tenaciously  hanging on to the last gasp. Recently, for reasons unbeknown to us, she was spared the terrible blade of the bulldozer which cleared the land on which she sits. Someone wanted her left standing. Since they [...]

There goes the neighborhood

The neighborhood consists of two houses. The other one is in somewhat better condition than this one, but not much. Someone at some time picked up and left, and never came back. We wonder why, but probably not loose any sleep over it. The old house and its neighbor can be found on County Road [...]