Cotton Pickin’ Time!
Fall is the air and for cotton farmers it is a very busy time harvesting the crops they have nurtured since spring. As a child growing up in a county where cotton used to be king (read my lament here) this was my absolute favorite time of the year. Rows of fluffy, white cotton everywhere, the culmination of all the farmer’s hard work, his financial well-being….of course, as a kid I really didn’t grasp the full significance, but I knew it was important. For me, it mostly meant I would get to go to my grandfather’s gin and jump in the cotton trailers! You really haven’t lived until you have jumped in a trailer full of cotton! It has a quicksand kind of feeling, except you never sink….difficult to describe, you will just have try it for yourself :).
I went home this past weekend and was pleased to see a little cotton being picked, transported me back a few decades….a much simpler time….