A turtle was basking in the late summer sunshine; the critter was on a log in the pond at the Lincoln Memorial Picnic Grounds in Jonesboro.
As often happens with this weekly effort, the story starts out as one thing and then, somehow, evolves into something entirely different. Last Thursday afternoon, just because it was a pretty nice first day of September, yours truly decided to pay a visit to the Lincoln Memorial Picnic Grounds in...
A ground hog on the ground...and headin' for his hole...this image has absolutely nothing to do with the Union County Fair, other than the picture was taken during fair week. This hog, which, I suppose technically is not a hog in the strictest sense of the word, was spotted one day last week in metropolitan Anna.
Other than the pictures, we're going to keep things kind of short and sweet this week... ...by the way...how can it be September already? Another Union County Fair has come and gone, and as near as this observer could tell, the 2016 edition seemed to go quite well. And that was a good thing, given...
Ride 'em, cowperson. One of the competitors at last Friday evening's ranch rodeo at the Union County Fair in Anna tries to lasso a steer. The steers did not seem all that interested in being lassoed. (Is that last word a real word?)
Two songs flashed through the dust bin between my ears Monday morning as I started to compose this masterpiece. Songs...compose...get it...oh, never mind... ...maybe you know one of the songs...the lyrics implore mommas not to let their sons grow up to be cowboys... ...the other song was featured...
A hummingbird (in the lower right hand corner) didn't seem to mind the downpour: the hummer was stopping at a feeder at the white barn at the Trail of Tears State Forest last Saturday afternoon.
It's deja vu, all over again. In more ways than one. Deja Vu Numero Uno: we're using deja vu for the second week in a row. Call it Deja Vu, Number Two, just for you. Deja Vu Numero Two-o: ( know. Two-o really isn't a word. Oh, well.) Didn't we just do the whole too much water everywhere thing?...
This image could well represent the first time that your intrepid photographer consciously shot a picture of feet. Inches, I've done, but never feet. I don't think.
Why, you may be asking yourself, are you looking at pictures of feet? Quite honestly, there are probably a couple of answers to that question. Both of the answers have to do with how yours truly spent part of last Saturday. For one thing, I don't think that I've ever specifically focused my...
A river vessel of some sort was making its way, ever so slowly, north on the Mississippi River. The soup that was passing for air made photographs a bit of a challenge from the overlook at the Trail of Tears State Park.
We renewed acquaintances with an old, old friend one day last week. In this case, "we" involved The Other Half, yours truly and a visitor from Tarheel country, AKA Nawth Carolina.  Our grandson was able to share two weeks of his summer with us in the Land Between the Rivers. As might be expected...
Engineer Mike Walker stands on the front of a restored, orange and white Illinois Central Gulf locomotive, number 7738. Walker, a volunteer, is from Lawrenceburg, Kentucky.
Never, ever, did I think I would find myself where I found myself. OK. Maybe that's just a little bit dramatic. During the weekend of July 15, 16 and 17, The Other Half and yours truly made another one of our journeys to Kaintuck. We were on a mission, of sorts, but it was a fun sort of mission. A...
Your intrepid photographer spotted a pair of birds (we'll call them doves) on utility wires near St. Joseph Catholic Church in Cobden. So, I captured this clever silhouette image of the birds. (Yes, I was on another one of my walks. Sorry.)
This originally was going to be about Pokemon Go. What, you say? You've never heard of Pokemon Go. Good. That is very, very good. If I understand it correctly, Pokemon Go is some sort of 21st century smartphone craziness which causes people to forget the world around them and, in essence, become...
This week's column is brought to you by the letter "M," as in monsoon. Or, maybe, meow. For some reason, this "M" was laying on the street. I spotted it on a recent walk. On a "M"onday, I think.
One day last week, yours truly was motoring home from The Paragraph Factory... And that's as far as that goes... ...you see, I started to write this one day last week. Apparently, while I was motoring home for lunch, or for some other truly fascinating reason, I experienced something momentous...
Into every life a little rain must fall. Such was the case when your writer and Daughter went to a Miners minor league baseball game.
So. I was out for a walk one evening last week. Strolled past a house. Door opens.  Out rushes a dog the size of a buffalo. Or, maybe the size of a cute little bunny rabbit. The dog is growling and barking and making sounds one would associate with a predator seeking fresh meat. The dog's eyes are...


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