It all starts here 5

Oh my, we’re into another cotton planting season, lovely lovely.

And that’s not all that’s growing. That tree is back but this year, it’s growing inside of my bathroom. Oddly, I didn’t notice it until today; it grows fast. The weather is weird, we’ve had a lot of rain. Global warming and all that. Ida came to visit and indignantly yanked it out. She’s offended by chinese elms. I’m glad I got the photo first.

Here’s a photo from the outside of the building. As you can see, the tree is inside the walls, it’s not coming from outside, in the dirt. This building is ancient. It was quite the happening place in the 20’s. A drugstore with a soda fountain and the place to cruise.


Here’s some photos of the cotton fields this past weekend.

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5 comments

  1. cindy says:

    that’s amazing how the cotton sprouts up so lush like that in what appears to be really hard, dry soil. and the tree too, i guess there are alot of ardent growers there. thanks for the pictures!

  2. Lisa Bloodgood says:

    I don’t have any cool pix yet, but stuff is going crazy up here in Portland, Oregon, too. I just put in some tomatoes and am about to go do some more planting. :-)

  3. Alison Cummins says:

    I’m a city gardener, with polluted soil and lots of shade, so I don’t try to grow edible plants. (Not yet, anyway. Maybe in a few years I will need to. Fiddleheads?) Instead I’ve been raiding the forest underbrush and edge regions for shade-loving colonists for my little back yard. Ferns are what are exciting me most right now.

    Oh, ferns and worms. Last night I got back into town after a few days away and squatted outside to inspect the growth. What was really cool was the orgy of huge fat long worms stretched and curled all over the soil. Amazing. I had no idea I was home to so many.

  4. Suzanne says:

    I was asking my mom about growing cotton for fun with the kids and she had a visceral reaction. Her mother actually had to pick cotton, like…for work. In the south. She swore she’d never pick cotton again and she passed on her feelings to my mother. That being said, I think it would be fun to try.

    I had some ivy coming in my window that I just let grow in the room. I kind of liked it! Now I see that my husband has yanked it out. Guess I have to grow plants in pots if I want them inside? Sheesh!!!

  5. Heather says:

    Where I grew up we were surrounded by cotton fields. I remember always being amazed that the bolls turned into fabric. I also remember getting incredibly sick from the defoliant that would be sprayed onto the cotton before picking.

    It was awful, one week the fields were beautiful and green, the next brown and withered and crackly with people swarming all over the toxic mess.
    Where I grew up we were surrounded by cotton fields. I remember always being amazed that the bolls turned into fabric. I also remember getting incredibly sick from the defoliant that would be sprayed onto the cotton before picking.

    It was awful, one week the fields were beautiful and green, the next brown and withered and crackly with people swarming all over the toxic mess.
    <-only slightly bitter.

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