wordless wednesday: fall to me

Like so many others, fall for me means cooler temperatures, colored leaves, earlier nights…

but for me, it also means cotton.

fields ready to burst, dripping in white…

the symmetry of the bolls…

and the light – oh, that light over the cotton field. There’s something so gorgeous about that light.

And the empty fields – just the husks before being disked up and getting the field ready for the next crop.

Yet again, I realize how blessed I am to be in the place this season.


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