Stories by John Sykes Jr.

  • Wildly enthusiastic

    A loud, meandering band of creatures was spotted running loose through the zoo recently. They dashed from place to place, trailed by zoo volunteers who attempt…

  • The finality of an acronym

    Recently I came across a bit of trivia, a snippet of knowledge. An interesting fact. And so I thought, "I'll tell Dad." Next time I see him.

  • Glassworks in the greenery

    The winding paths of Garvan Woodland Gardens are lined with flora from around the world, with bridges and streams that span and cut through the rocky landscape.

  • Vintage Disfarmer prints inhabit Thompson gallery

    The people populating the warm-toned vintage photographs hanging at Greg Thompson Fine Art in North Little Rock stare back at us like a nearly forgotten third …

  • Guide sharpens photo expertise

    National Audubon Society Guide to Landscape Photography, Second Edition by Tim Fitzharris (Firefly Books, 2011), 192 pages, $24.95.

  • 40 Disfarmer photos in show

    Simple is a word often used to describe the work of photographer Mike Disfarmer. His stark portraits, produced during a long and very strange career in Heber S…

  • A tale of Two Rivers

    On a recent Friday it rained, surprisingly, slightly annoyingly, pattering down onto the Two Rivers Park well-dried landscape. The drops that missed me splashe…

  • All hot and bothered

    In case you haven’t noticed, somehow forgotten or are new to the area, Arkansas summers are pretty hot. If you haven’t noticed, you’re probably a victim of the…

  • Exercism

    There comes a moment in our lives when it becomes vitally important to exercise, to slow down the inevitable effects of aging. Unfortunately that moment is sec…

  • No loafing

    What to say about this day? A day of early spring, brisk and crisp, windy and sunny, only just removed from indifferent winter. It’s cold here still with a bit…

  • Rock solid

    We received the news via e-mail. My daughter had been given an engagement ring. I assumed this meant she would be married, sooner than later. Sure enough, they…

  • Mangled tangles

    I approach language like that judge who said he couldn’t define pornography, but he knew it when he saw it.

  • Apocalypse someday?

    After steering smartly around a dried up armadillo melted into the highway, I noticed a familiar structure on the right.

  • Takes a lickin’ ...

    The human body is disgusting. At least that’s what I’ve been told, usually by strangers standing beside me in elevators.

  • Rudely vexed at the cineplex

    To those of us of a certain moldy age, watching a movie used to mean going to a location some distance from our homes. It was an event, a destination.

  • Masked marauder

    Once there was a raccoon. A devastatingly cute ring-tailed raccoon, pointy-faced and beady-eyed.

  • Warm fuzzies

    We had a cat once, one of a long line of kitty-cat pets my family shared the wilderness with. Those halcyon days of my youth, safely ensconced at home with rug…

  • Dune desire

    Every few years the urge to experience the rocky, scraped-clean landscape of New Mexico becomes overwhelming.

  • An immodest

    Why are televised professional sports so boring?

  • As seen on TV!

    You've seen him on TV, the Sham-Wow guy. His nasally voice commands attention in what we Southerners call a Yankee accent. He's peddling the absorbent ShamWow …

  • One for the books

    Once there was this bookstore, nestled at the confluence of Asher Avenue, 36th Street and Rock Creek, a well-known Little Rock garden spot. It was housed in a …

  • Singing the boos

    The crispness in the air brings a hint of anticipation and maybe a shiver of dread at the forthcoming early darkness.

  • Where the green grass goes

    Shuddering down the freeway, my car labored to maintain the minimum 65 miles per hour needed to fend off the tractor-trailer rig behind me.

  • The road rules

    My son recently got a learner's permit, a pen-scrawled slip of paper that legally entitles him to drive and make my life a living hell.

  • The road rules

    My son recently got a learner's permit, a pen-scrawled slip of paper that legally entitles him to drive and make my life a living hell. He has been pretty lack…

  • Plumb glum

    A long weekend without water revealed to me how much I enjoy it. And what a wonderful device the flush toilet is.

  • 15 minutes of shame

    One morning I got a phone call from AETN, the state's educational network. I figured I was in trouble for not watching during fundraising week.

  • 15 minutes of shame

    One morning I got a phone call from AETN, the state's educational network. I figured I was in trouble for not watching during fundraising week.

  • Against the wind

    A huge red rock wall looms over us as we pull into the parking lot - the finale of a family drive through Oklahoma and across the culinary portion of west Texa…

  • Against the wind

    A huge red rock wall looms over us as we pull into the parking lot - the finale of a family drive through Oklahoma and across the culinary portion of west Texa…

  • Games people play

    To set the scene: A small group of friends and friends of friends, the archetypal dinner party with people who always do that sort of thing, sometimes debating…

  • My gummy valentine

    St. Valentine's Day was a nervous time when I was a sixth-grader. As part of our indoctrination we were required to construct a box to store the valentines we …

  • Winter's embrace

    Ashower of sleet falls with a brittle rustle around my son and me. We're hiking along a streambed, clambering over and around a jumble of rocks. My camera bump…

  • Winter's embrace

    Ashower of sleet falls with a brittle rustle around my son and me. We're hiking along a streambed, clambering over and around a jumble of rocks. My camera bump…

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