A trip to see the Saint
Saint Charles, Arkansas that is
Following an urge of unknown origin, July 19, 2014, I struck out on a late-start image harvesting trip to St. Charles, Arkansas, population at last count, 230, give or take a standard deviation or two.
There are several ways to get there from Pine Bluff, Arkansas, my starting point. I selected the route that took me through Stuttgart and Crocket's Bluff, Arkansas. Along the way I became grateful for the aforementioned urge, having found fertile image harvesting opportunities. See the stories that go with these pictures on the Corndancer Photo of the Week page and at Weekly Grist for the Eyes and Mind.
Here are 20 pictures from the trip:
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Good ol' boys appreciate a good target when they see it. Looks like this one suffered a shotgun assault.
I'm not sure what these doo-dads at the University of Arkansas research station east of Stutthgart, Arkansas are, but they looked interesting.
Farmers on the Grand Prarie are generally a neat lot. Their premises, for the most part, are well manicured like this one. The old barn is providing shelter to aluminum irrigation pipe sections which have fallen from grace in favor of collapsible plastic pipe.
This is the entire central business district of Crocketts Bluff, Arkansas. The hamlet is neat, clean, inviting and sits astride some of the best areas for fishing and waterfowl hunting in the lower 48.
I call these wild flowers Holly Hocks with the realization that they are not. They are, however, distant cousins. They live by the millions in this neck of the woods.
I believe we've detertmined the issue is with the sign, since as of the last report, St. Charles and Marvell, Arkansas have not been moved.
An old agri building at the junction of Arkansas Highways 1 and 153. It sits on a neatly manicured premises.
And rightly so. This is a boat launching site on the White River in St. Charles.
A plaque commerating J. Deane and Son Hardware, a store in ST. Charles that was more of less the epicenter of whatever was going on in St. Charles at the time.
A name in the cement at the foot of the monument. Ms. Deane are friends of mine, as were her parents. Her family erected this monument to commerate the entreprenurial and civic accomplishments of their forebearers.
And a head-on view.
Down the street, the St. Charles Grocery has suffered a similar fate to the Deane emporium.
Across the street is an old building on which one can still discern the word "shop." Barber shop maybe?
Upon departing St. Charles, this homeboy trotted up to the truck for a visit.
This is what appears to be an old shop west of St. Charles on Highway 1.
This old truck sits on the northeast side of DeWitt, Arkansas. I shoot it every time I pass through.
The good ol' boys strike again, south of DeWitt.
When I shot this old residence in June of 2009, it was occupied and included a tricked-out blue chopper on the front veranda. Click here to see that picture. You will need to scroll down to see the picture when you arrive at the linked page.
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