Camera Roll: Moultrie, Etc.

Today we walked around Moultrie, Georgia, which was depressingly empty and clearly going through some bad times. It was Sunday, of course, so the downtown area was mostly shut down, but there were a lot of abandoned buildings and nobody walking around. Moultrie is a beautiful town, though, and I hope it finds a way through the ravages of the post-retail 21st neoliberal apocalypse we’re all living through.

The pizzeria is not in Moultrie. The pizzeria is a great joint right down the street from my house called Milano. You should check it out.

Anyway, here are the photos from today’s wandering.


Camera Roll: Lake Talquin, Quincy, Tallahassee

Today’s perambulations took me from the shores of Lake Talquin, where the wind bringing in the next layer of December cloud cover whipped the water to a hard chop–which is the only way I’ve ever seen Lake Talquin, to be honest–to the crisp winter understory of the Lake Talquin State Forest, where the pines are awaiting the distant spring in silent resignation. State Road 267 then carried me north to Quincy, where the clouds ruined my original plan (I’ll be back another day) but cleared enough for me to grab a few shots of a beautifully-restored Gulf Station on the Old Spanish Trail, US 90. A couple shots in Tallahassee caught my eye in the late afternoon and evening.