Mississippi Catfish Transcendental Event

I have not been deported, kidnapped by aliens or swept out to sea by some hurricane tide. I have been on a road trip with my mother--yes dear readers, pity me but not too much. We have driven down the highways and backroads of the southeastern US, minus hurricanes (so far). We have seen towns that seem to consist entirely of Baptist churches; visited historical sites (of which there are many); enjoyed some wild yard art (literally--a yard that was reverting to wildness through a sea of painted shoes); hiked along the edge of a cypress swamp; eaten a passel of catfish. Internet connectivity has been little and far between. But with all the aforementioned wonders, who can complain?

Back soon.