Wednesday, December 14, 2005

Oops! Guess I should explain my last post.

I grew up in the Mississippi Delta pretty much in the middle of a cotton field. Seeing cotton plants was such an everyday thing I guess I never thought that anyone wouldn't realize the picture was of cotton bowls. Sorry Amy!

Imagine all the steps it takes to go from a cotton seed to a finished quilt. And I'm thankful to have had the pleasure to observe and participate in the start and finish of that process.

4 comments:

Finn said...

you know, being a northerner, I've never seen cotton bolls except them they are dry and ready to pick..thanks for sharing that with us..*VBS*

Tropical Screamer said...

I was surprised when we worked in the community garden here to see cotton plants. It was so much fun to watch them grow. When they were ready to pick, I played with brushing them and spinning them with a spindle.

It still amazes me to work with cotton fabric and know that's how it started. Your post tickled me. It was fun to see that someone else was thinking the same thing.

Aloha and thank you. I so enjoy your posts.

Darilyn

The Calico Cat said...

aha! I would have recognized a ready to pick cotton ball....

Laurie said...

Nancy,
Thanks for the clarification on the pic below! LOL...it is amazing how we take certain things for granted because we live there!

And your little snowman...way too adorable. It definitely brought a smile to my face!
Hugs
Laurie