What Became of Twist Family Plantation in Arkansas

A thunderhead is forming in the altitude from this winter wheat field on Arkansas Highway 42, not far from Twist, Arkansas, north of Earle. Fortunately a storm did not materialize.

The sign said Twist with an arrow pointing to the right, a temptation also rich with mystery to avoid. On the way to Twist, the cloud formation was similarly as well practiced to resist. Late afternoon sunlight is the best, particularly this time of year when mother world is freshly greened. This was only the first stop on the Twist take chances.

Blond bean field angel

The last terminate was to shoot a statuesque grave marker, an blond angel no-less, standing lone in a bean field. Before we go as well much farther, take a await at the bean-field angel on the photograph of the week page at Corndancer dot com. Click hither to go there, a cool affair to practice and a trip you will enjoy. It'due south non often that one encounters a blond bean field angel. But, regarding trips through the Arkansas hinterlands, one tin can always fall back on an observation past the immortal Fats Waller, to wit: " … one nevah know practise one?" Note: May 31, 2010: I came up with some boosted information on the angel which may be of interest. The boosted data is now posted on the Photo of the Week page, link above.

Once we shot the cloud formation, information technology was off again to Twist, Arkansas. Twist is what's left of theTwist Plantation, an agricultural venture of the past. Twist was a typical visitor town. The company endemic everything. Information technology was well organized with courts, a jail, a h2o system and a company store.

Twist is not a big boondocks, but is has a behemothic, world-grade tree-tunnel. Way, fashion, cool

Dan Douglas, a resident of Twist and an employee of the current operators was congenial and filled me in with Twist data. As I was shooting, I could hear birds singing a whippoorwill-similar chant in the background. Turns out, according to Dan, I was listening to the industrial strength cooing of Ring-Necked Doves, a species he says is unique to the immediate surface area.

How Lucille got her name

Virtually whatever blues fan knows blues legend BB King has e'er named his current Gibson guitar Lucille. I have often wondered why. Although I have not lost any sleep over it, I was glad to know the answer. I found it in Twist.

Thanks to the skilful folks of Twist, now we know.

Mind you, this odyssey of the unusual is happening in the waning hours of the trip. I had begun to think at that place would not exist much out of the ordinary that would get habitation on my camera cards. Wrong once more.

Moving right along after we left Twist on Highway 42, the next surprise was the barn being eaten past ivy. In that location'southward got to exist a edifice in in that location somewhere.

Earlier in the twenty-four hours

Before in the mean solar day, heading north on US 79 from home-base in Pine Barefaced, Arkansas,  we stopped in Wabbaseka and long overdue, shot the Wabbaseka United Methodist Church building. The edifice is listed on the National Register of Historic Places.

While merely about everything else in Wabbaseka has suffered a fate all to common in small-scale rural agricultural communities in the nation, the Wabbaseka United Methodist Church is a pristine bounds. Telephone call it Divine Intervention if y'all volition, but I'm betting sweat disinterestedness is more apt.

Further north by Clarendon on the way to Forrest City, we establish a substantial flag waving at what appeared to be a farm headquarters. I decided if it was worth flying, it was worth shooting.

Camera perspective is fooling your eyes. That flag is about one-half as long every bit the truck trailer.

U. S. 79, in these parts is affectionately remembered every bit "the old route to Memphis." It was a major thoroughfare until the interstate highway system lured travelers and trucks to its loftier speed concrete ribbons. Many a thriving business organization, dependent on highway traffic, went down "… like a i-egg puddin.' "

Though disheveled, disrespected and dumpy in advent, this one-time service station on The states 79 must have some lingering use. The low-cal bulb higher up the upper correct corner of the door was burning when I shot this picture, prima facie show that something is worth a "light bill."

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Each week, we post all of the "keepers" of the shoot or shoots for Corndancer and Grist posts in an on-line picture-only gallery. At that place is commonly not room to publish all we shoot and like. The pictures are high resolution and larger that the posts.

Each week, we post all of the "keepers" of the shoot or shoots for Corndancer and Grist posts in an on-line movie-just gallery. At that place is normally not room to publish all nosotros shoot and like. The pictures are high resolution and larger that the posts. This week includes a railroad span and another view of the ivy barn. Click here to go there.

Thanks for visiting our meandering. It's a nasty job, but someone's got to do it.

Joe Dempsey,
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