Being born and raised a Yankee, Arkansas was never a place I expected to land. Work brought me here years ago and over the decades I’ve fallen in love with its people and its beauty (however, not the mosquitoes or noseeums).  I was reminded of how lovely a place it is at a stop during an Independence Day joyride.  Here’s a view of the Arkansas River from an overlook at Pinnacle Mountain State Park, just outside Little Rock.
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