HARVEST BEFORE THE STORM

6" x 5'
$375

I grew up in a tiny little town 

4 (not 5) miles 

north of the Louisiana line...

aka

Wilmot, Arkansas!

Yes..

 We did wear

shoes...

on special occasions.

Why wear them 

when you worked so hard to toughen your soles up over the summer?

Shoes are for sissies!!!

No... 

We didn't kiss our cousins...

We just had a lot of 'em.

Since there wasn't much else to do,

the Aunts and Uncles just kept makin' more.

They were everywhere!!

No... 

We didn't shine any moons...

Moonshine was illegal in our county.

We were dry as a bone.

That's why my Dad would drive 

1 hour to visit the K&B

 on occasion to moisten our soil.

I think Mr. Walton got his idea for Sam's Club 

when he caught sight of my dad walkin' out 

with carts of remedy 

to help cure the dryness of Ashley County.

Tap on picture to enlarge it!

Anyway

We were farmers.

living off the land

cotton, soybean, wheat

but the big bumper crop was

RICE!

Rice for acres and miles would dance across the horizon!

Dancin' and swayin' to the beat of the wind.

My favorite memories are these

and especially when the storms rolled in.

A bittersweet moment for the farmers...

Bitter during harvest time.

but

Sweet when the crops were looking 

for the nearest K&B.

This one is done on a 5 foot long piece of old cypress board 

from a 100 year old house.

ENJOY!