Cotton picking, road trip!!!

Emma and I left yesterday, I think it was Saturday?? The holidays have me OFF!! in more ways then one. We decided to take a quick, road trip to Jacksonville, Florida. The drive is interstate , until Tifton, and we take back roads until we reach our destination. The home of my parents, Mary and Homer Blackman. The back roads are filled with character, so much so, that we were afraid to stop anywhere to go to the bathroom!!! These roads are straight out of "Deliverance", my hood. They did offer endless fields of cotton, that is so beautiful, and tweaks my interest. Often I have pulled off the side of the road, and had a "drive-by" photo op. Not this time, we kept moving. Then there are all the pe-CAN, not pe-kahn, trees lined up in perfect rows, demanding that we look with respect at their majesty. I love the moss hanging, so clear, on the empty trees. Massive quantities of road kill always adds to the flavor of the south, after a while, you don't even notice it. Which is sad, in a way?? I love the screen doors, with the big birds embossed on them, one day I will find one to drag back to "the burbs", they need some class.Clothes hanging on lines, Jesus is coming signs, nailed to a pine tree, another photo op. I always like know he is coming!!! Finally flat, Swampy, Florida land, and we arrive. Bugs and humidity and Christmas lights on everything that you can hang a light on!!! I do mean EVERYTHING!!! As always, this will be a short visit, but the writing material that I will gather is sooooooo worth the trip!!! Family is everything, wherever they hang their lights.