At the end of a family’s driveway on a stretch of rural highway in Washington County, Missouri is a square white sign that reads, “YOUR FORGIVEN” on one side and “THINK GOD” on the other. Immediately across the road, the neighbor flies a Confederate flag.
Sometimes I intentionally take a different route home because I know that my [...]
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Two weeks ago I set out to hike the Ozark Trail from Onondaga Cave State Park to the Narrows Trail Head. This section of the Courtois (pronounced code-a-way) Section of the Ozark Trail is considered mile 0-7.6, and fair warning: it involves a “creek” crossing that’s more like a river expedition. For the full story, you [...] Small town Missouri simply doesn’t stop surprising me. On a recent visit to Washington State Park in DeSoto, Missouri, I learned that Missouri is home to 500-2,000-year-old petroglyphs created by Native Americans. Washington State Park is one of only two parks in Missouri that holds such carvings. The Missouri State Parks website says that the [...] Tires screeching, I pulled a U-ey on State Highway C in Belgrade, Missouri this afternoon to get a photo of this sign. In Southeast Missouri it’s uncommon to get fluffy white snowfall that lasts for days. Instead, it is a wintery mix of snow, sleet, ice and freezing rain that usually falls from Missouri skies in December, January and February. A small town man who drives a great big Jeep has recently made repeat appearances in the life of this small town girl, and there’s little that’s more authentically Small Town Missouri than off-roading in jacked-up trucks. If small town life were like the Girl Scouts, this small town girl would be boasting a Jeepin’ badge [...] On my drive to work each day, I pass a permanent sign in Potosi, Missouri that advertises the county’s seasonal farmer’s market. Though I love farmers markets, I still had not made it to this one until last Saturday. While attending the Moses Austin Festival in Potosi, Missouri, I ate a piece of mouth-watering corn on the cob. This particular piece of corn on the cob was serious in nature, and worth deep contemplation on my part. I was still surprised to find that my corn on the cob and I would make the local news. Last Saturday I was at the Moses Austin Festival in Potosi, Missouri, and yesterday I was at the Fall Festival in Farmington, Missouri. On both occasions, I witnessed dogs wearing skirts. I’ve really become awestruck by the beauty of small town Missouri churches. Each new town I explore in rural Missouri boasts several churches, at least. The smaller and quainter the church, the better, in my opinion. |
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