Tattnall County Courthouse

The courthouse sits at the lone traffic light in town. It’s been remodeled a couple times over the years. My grandmother told stories of riding a mule as a young girl with her parents to hear Gene Talmadge stump for the dirt farmers at the courthouse, where he’d beg of them to “stay on the land” despite the rampant poverty, boll weevil, and depleted soil that ravaged so much of rural Georgia back then. “Crook,” she’d say. Not a fan.

Read More
A Dog by Any Other Name

These days the small to medium size family type farm has all but disappeared. Sure, you’ll see a few of us scattered here and there, like fire ants grabbing a floating twig on a flooded river, but for the most part we are vanishing. Drifting on those swollen waters, one by one dropping off that twig, gone forever.

Read More
Beautiful Fire

Fire is to the South Georgia ecosystem like gas is to a car. Without fire we are a tangled mess of briars and grapevines and invasive privets. Without fire our forests become so choked with invasive vegetation that native animals such as quail, turkey, and gopher tortoise cannot utilize habitat. Without fire we look nothing like how we were designed to look.

Read More