The last leg of our journey was fueled by ice cream from Sheridan's Yellow Jacket Drive-In, and fried catfish and tomato pickles from Gene's in Brinkley. I missed the DeValls Bluff exit to the Pie Shop this trip but decided to keep going. Made it home in 8 hours surrounded by pine trees, past funny little cabins with vertical logs, and hours of flatness, over the Mississippi, the crazy bends and curves thru Memphis, and deeper into green, green Tennessee, home. It's been unseasonably cool this summer with a nice bit of rain so everything is really lush. We made it home around 6pm to a locked house and no house key. Luckily, our dear neighbor Melanie left one door unlocked, so we unpacked and hopped inside. The dogs found their backyard overpopulated with chipmunks, but they'll soon make the necessary correction. Feels good to be home.
