This past weekend, my husband and I went to SE MO for my cousin’s wedding. We were in the little hangy down part of Missouri. On our drive, we saw these big things in the fields…
I had no idea what they were. I was thinking that they were big block of lime… I was soooooo wrong. They were bales of cotton. I couldn’t help but think of Saintseester.
The reception was in a hall that bordered a field of cotton. I was walking towards the field to grab one, but I didn’t. I wish that I did. I am such a Midwestern Girl.. LOL!!
On the way home, I was singing this Alabama song:
Cotton on the roadside, cotton in the ditch, we all picked the cotton and we never got rich.