There is a pervasive state of decay to this city.  The relentless heat and moisture tear everything from structures to streets slowly apart.  There is a charm in that though.  Life goes on, sometimes ending, but always rising in another form.


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Corn
Corn

"Uncle John's Apple Farm" reminded me of all those places you would go to as a child and...

Bug
Bug

  There is a pervasive state of decay to this city.  The relentless heat and...

The Little Things
The Little Things

The idea of Memorial Day weekend wasn't even on my mind when we decided to travel a month...

It's That Time Again!
It's That Time Again!

Yes, yes... it wouldn't be Autumn, or November for that matter, without our now annual...