More images from Arkansas: Leebo's Bluff

This is a part of the farm I call Leebo's Bluff.

I call it that because of a conversation I had with Jeremy.

I asked him what this part of the farm was called, and he told me that it had no name.

I told him that it should be called "Leebo's Bluff".

He accurately pointed out that this is not a bluff.

I told him "That's the bluff".

It was funnier in person, but not by much.

It probably should be called "Leebo's Rock" because I have talked to EVERYONE, from family to friends to co-workers to truck brokers to truck drivers to insurance agents.... I have talked to, and reflected upon, just about everyone and everything on that rock.

I think it is my favorite part of the farm.

I have thought a lot about my Mom here. This rock and I are companions in reflection, it and I.

This is a good place. I will remember it for the rest of my life.