When Pete and I were on our New Year’s road trip a few months ago, we decided to go home from New Orleans by way of Arkansas. It was a new state for us—my 46^th, in fact—and we were curious. What was it like?

I realize we weren’t there at the best time of year—the trees had long lost their colorful fall foliage and spring buds were months away. Still, we drove through the Ozarks (those are mountains?), and came across this cemetery out in the middle of nowhere.

With Easter just around the corner, this reminder of death and resurrection seems timely. Besides, have you ever seen a cemetery like this?

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