The Morans took me out passed Tunica to show me a duck hunting club. If you look passed my noggin you will see a dock unfurling into a swamp. This here is the Beaver Dam Club's dock and jonboat.
We weren't alone on our travels. Over my left shoulder, in the green muck, poises a rather subdued water moccasin. Reminds me of one of my favorite new funny authors, Mark Childress, and his One Mississippi cover art.