Monday, October 01, 2007

King Cotton

Oh, I wish I was in the land of cotton...

These were taken in New Madrid, Missouri. That's pronounced New MADrid.

It's cotton harvest time. The loose bits of cotton fly everywhere. They line the side of the road and pile up in little snowdrifts.

The huge modern bales get stacked up at the cotton yards.

And covered - only halfway down - then spray painted with names or numbers.


Jan said...

k..I loved seeing these pictures of cotton-fields.

Picking cotton was one of the things that we did as sharecroppers, when I was a little girl.

After the cotton was all picked, we actually had to pull the bolls, which was quite a painful job, because they are hard, with sharp points.

I wonder if cotton is picked by hand, anymore? Probably not.

k said...

You know, I was wondering the same thing. It looks to be most or all machine work now. I wanted to know a little about the procedures they use today.

But those people I saw working so hard, harvesting on a Sunday? I figured I better let them get their work done and - for once! - not be pestering innocent bystanders with my questions.