Adyson’s Story — Rooted in Delta Dust
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Images taken in the Mississippi, Delta. Home of the Delta Blues.
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Adyson’s Story — Rooted in Delta Dust
There’s something truly special about being seventeen.
It’s young, it’s wild, and it’s that first sweet taste of freedom.
Seventeen is late-night drives and early dreams. It’s the anticipation of senior year and the wondering of what comes next — college, career, love, and life. It’s holding someone’s hand and feeling like your whole world fits right there in that moment. It’s heartbreak and healing. It’s creativity, self-discovery, and a little bit of chaos — the beautiful kind.
That’s seventeen.
That’s Adyson.
When Adyson’s grandmother, Kathy, first reached out, she wanted to capture something deeper than portraits. She wanted to tell Adyson’s story — a story rooted in heritage, family, and the land that built them. Together, we pieced it together through images — each one representing a part of who she is and where she comes from.
Adyson’s roots run deep in the Mississippi Delta — a place rich with history, grit, and beauty. The Delta is a world of its own, where the horizon stretches across miles of farmland — cotton, soybeans, rice — and where sunsets spill gold over open fields. It’s a place where stories are written in red dirt and remembered through generations.
Adyson is the great-granddaughter of Jerry and Faye Goode, names well known around Marks and Lambert. Jerry loved the land — farming acres and acres that would one day be fondly known as “The Homeplace.” That soil, that work ethic, that love of wide-open country… it runs in Adyson’s veins.
Jerry, Adyson, and Faye at the “Homeplace”.
Maybe it’s the Delta that shaped her into such a free spirit — or maybe it’s just who she was born to be. Either way, she carries that same strength, that same quiet pride that comes from being raised by people who love deeply and work hard.
Our first stop on Adyson’s session was The Homeplace — the heart of her family’s story. We took photographs among the same fields her great-grandfather once tended, capturing the essence of her roots. From there, we made our way to Clarksdale — a town soaked in blues and history.
For Adyson, this trip was special. It was her first solo drive to Clarksdale — her first real taste of independence. She drove her Jeep through those old Delta roads like she’d been doing it her whole life.
In the alleyways behind the iconic Stone Pony, Adyson stood tall in her bold red homecoming dress — a perfect reflection of her confidence and spark. The contrast of elegance against weathered brick and Delta charm was striking. She didn’t just fit the scene — she owned it.
We wandered down Yazoo Pass Avenue, parking her Jeep right in the center of the street. The surrounding buildings — full of character and history — framed her perfectly. There’s something about Clarksdale that feels alive, echoing the spirit of legends who once walked its crossroads. This is the home of the blues, after all — where stories are told in song and soul.
After Clarksdale, we made our way back to Marks to close out her session with something she loves most — soccer. She’s been playing for fourteen years, a lifetime of dedication, medals, and sweat. It shows in her posture, her discipline, her determination.
But beyond her athletic side, there’s a side of Adyson that is pure country girl — the kind that loves mud on her tires and sunsets over the lake bottom. Her best friend and favorite mud-riding buddy is her dad. The two of them share countless weekends together, whether they’re riding through trails, spending time at the lake bottom, or just enjoying the simple peace that comes with being outdoors. It’s easy to see where her adventurous spirit comes from — those moments with her dad are some of her happiest.
And if you ever see Adyson without her dog, you’ve caught a rare sight. He’s her tag-along buddy, always close by, just like family.
Through it all, one thing stands strong — her grandmother Kathy’s love. It’s the kind of love that’s beyond measure, steady and proud. You can see it in the way Kathy speaks about her, in the sparkle of her eyes when she watches Adyson grow into the young woman she’s becoming.
As I watched Adyson laugh, drive, and shine through each part of her story, I kept thinking of one simple quote that fits her perfectly:
“She’s got a wild heart and a Delta soul — the kind that can’t be tamed, only treasured.”
Through every stop, every story, and every smile, one thing became clear — Adyson is a young woman who knows who she is and where she comes from. Her story is written in Delta dust, faith, family, and fierce independence.
This is seventeen.
This is Adyson’s story.
