Shots from my Olympus OM-1n. I can’t give up film. Ever.
“Way off ahead of you, at the horizon where the cotton fields are blurred into the light, the slab will glitter and gleam like water, as though the road were flooded. You’ll go whipping toward it, but it will always be ahead of you, that bright, flooded place, like a mirage.” ~ from All The King’s Men by Robert Penn Warren
Water Valley, Mississippi
Local tomato(e)s are here. Yum.