South Georgia snow

Cotton is king. Or was king. If I had to guess, I would guess that soybeans reign over cotton now. I googled it but couldn't figure out the answer.

 

Still, I miss those commercials from the 90s. You know the pretty ones about the fabric of your life.... They could make me feel weepy and hopeful all at the same time.

 

Today was sort of a bust for me. I took my youngest son to the airport this morning. He'll be back in three weeks. That is a break that seems manageable.

 

Afterwards, I went for a run but cut it short because I just wasn't feeling well. When I got home, the dog and I curled up in the chair. I could feel her heartbeat and hear the squeaks from her dreams as she curled up on my chest. Soon I was nodding off. It turns out that sleep isn't overrated at all.

 

All that is to say, I finally got up this afternoon and announced to the world (my husband) that I was going to go to the cotton field and take a picture. The husband volunteered to drive.

 

At first I thought that he'd make me nervous. Instead, I found that I liked how I smiled at him as we talked. Plus, he seemed to help me get my mind off all the people driving by on the busy highway.

 

This is me.

In a cotton field.

By a busy highway.

Not having a very productive day.

Digging Deeper

Week 3

Done