Rural Missouri is defintely close to my heart and makes me homesick every single time I stop and reflect in places like this.
Just a rural ‘blocked’ door photo from Bahner, Missouri. The old Dodge “Door” is in full view though.
Missouri has many of these “Blink-and-it’s-gone” communities. Pettis County, my residence, is no exception. I grew up less than a mile from one. (future doorscursion) They remain for the most part unchanged except for the weathering of the wood and metal adornments.
“Bahner is an unincorporated community in Pettis County, Missouri, United States. It is located at 38°34′10″N 93°7′43″W(38.5694640, -93.1285358), and its altitude is 886 feet (270 m).
A post office called Bahner was established in 1882, and remained in operation until 1907. Edward Bahner, an early postmaster, most likely gave the community his name.“
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Growing up in the country, you sit by a creek and always wonder what’s around that curve ahead; better known around here as “the bend”.
Hope all you dads out there find the perfect fishin’ hole this Father’s Day weekend.
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State of Mind
So this week, share an image where you see a particularly strong connection between what we see and what you felt as you pressed that shutter button on your camera or phone.
We’re takin a Sunday drive and it’s pretty brisk outside the truck. Saw plenty of photo opportunities if you wanted to freeze your tail end off. But I did not. Forgot my jacket. Lo and behold we see something stirring out the passenger window. The turkey are in the distance getting ready to go behind that stand of trees. The sun is in my eyes and I have no idea if this will even turn out a photo since I can’t even see the digital screen. But I do know this song was on my mind…..
As I was a-gwine down the road,
With a tired team and a heavy load,
I crack’d my whip and the leader sprung,
I says day-day to the wagon tongue.
Turkey in the straw, turkey in the hay,
Roll ’em up and twist ’em up a high tuckahaw
And twist ’em up a tune called Turkey in the Straw.
Have a wonderful weekend!