Sunrise on the Farm

Here’s the sun rising on the farm, reflected in the window of an old barn.  Click on the picture for a better view.

B.B. King Museum and Delta Interpretive Center

Indianola, Mississippi is celebrating the opening of the B.B. King Museum and Delta Interpretive Center on September 13, 2008.   Indianola is B.B.’s hometown, so if you like Blues — or even if you don’t — you’ll have a great time and maybe even learn something about the Delta.

And while you are attending the opening you must have lunch at the Crown Restaurant. My husband and I went there last week. The food was delicious and the service was excellent.

Local artists’ works grace the walls. These particular paintings were done by the artist Jena King from nearby Inverness. By the way, they are for sale.

Southern Signage

Here’s another use for a truck trailer.  They do have salads along with clean restrooms.

Cat on the prowl

Southern born, Southern bred–this is an old house cat.  As of August, he’s been around 16 years.  Needless to say, he’s had a good life.

Blue Jay Feather

Things in nature never bore me.  It’s amazing how the colors, lines, and shapes come in all forms. Apparently this is a tail feather from a Blue Jay.

Pollination in the South

Yesterday in the morning while going for a walk with my husband we came across a bee flying around a flower.  This gave us a great opportunity to test some of the features on our new camera. However, learning all of them will take time and practice.

Walking Pays

Walking pays, not only physically but often in what one finds along the way. Not too long ago my husband decided to join me on my daily walk. While we were meandering along my usual route, I spotted something glisten in the sunlight. When I looked down, it had the appearance of a diamond. I wish, and then may be I could afford a new camera. The stone had been run over by a car and embedded in the soft asphalt. Immediately, I bent down to retrieve it by digging it out with my fingertips. Much to my husband’s amazement. Well, as I have mentioned before, it must be the dumpster diving talent I inherited from my father. The stone is not a diamond but a large cubic zircon. I’ve been walking for many years now and have always found coins which must have fallen out of pockets.

Speaking of Bayous

It wouldn’t be the South without a bayou.  This is Brown’s Bayou, an ecosystem that shouldn’t be damaged because it’s filled with wildlife.  If you’re planning to visit the South, bring binoculars, a chair and mosquito netting.  You can sit for hours watching the array of inhabitants.

Reflections

Almost every time I visit the farm in Mississippi I wake up early, grab a cup of coffee and then walk around taking in all the amazing reflections of the early morning sun.

What one sees walking

I usually walk everyday and I really enjoy it
because you never know what you might see.