I flew to Arkansas this past week with my mom so we could visit some of my father's relatives. He won't fly and he didn't feel able enough to go by car, due to his back surgery in April. My mom had not flown since 1999, mainly because of my dad, and when I booked this trip, she surprised me by asking to go with me. She absolutely loved it! She spent the entire time looking out the window and marveling at the view. She even loved the Atlanta airport!
The riverfront area was lovely and we particularly enjoyed the farmers' market. Here, my mom is listening intently to the man explaining how to cook the purple-hulled beans she bought for my dad.
Hogs are very important to Arkansas; in fact, the mascot of the University of Arkansas is a hog (pronounciation: hawg).
My aunt, an avid photographer, absolutely hates having her picture taken, so I had to trick her to get this one. She thought I was trying to take a picture of something in front of us, not realizing I was taking a selfie!
This photo was taken during lunch at a catfish restaurant in Little Rock, hence all the fish trophies on the wall. The shirt my uncle is wearing lists their great-grandchildren's names, and you can see the hog reference.
My mom is getting used to our selfies.
The two of us were taking pictures of an old building in Patmos that used to be a train depot. What made it so interesting to us is that my grandmother used to hang a mail pouch for the daily train to pick up back in the sixties, and I remember how exciting that was to me when I visited her in the summers when I was growing up.
The building was moved to a community park in order to preserve it, but even though it's in a different location, I still remember her hanging the big canvas bag from an old metal hook, and watching the man on the train snag it as the train went by.
Apparently, a love of picture taking runs in the family.
I took the baby animal pictures while visiting a general store in Hope, which is primarily a farming community.
I am so glad I had the chance to squeeze in this trip before I return to work tomorrow, and I'm especially thankful I had the experience with my mom. She is 75 and while she's still in great health, these opportunities will only be around for so long, and I cherish the memories we made.
Have a great week, my friends. I hope to be here again soon.