The start of cotton pickin’ season is here. The sprayers are out and the cotton buggies are on the roads. We don’t grow cotton, but our cousins (and just about everyone else that farms around here) grow some.
It’s one of our (me and the kids, anyway) favorite crops to see harvested. The boys like it because there’s lots of big equipment involved. The Ladybug and I like it because after they spray and the leaves fall off it looks like snow on the fields (and that’s not something you see much of around here).
So don’t be surprised if you see more posts soon about how it’s done.
I was totally amazed the first time I actually saw a real (modern) cotton bale. Until I get the chance to post some here, just know this…they don’t look much like those little burlap things they’re always loading in all the old history book pictures.
Not any more.