For the past few weeks I have been intrigued by watching the Cotton fields turn from tiny green plants to fields of white. My children have also been in awe. “Can we feel it, can we touch it?” Coming from western Pennsylvania I am used to having a blanket of snow on the ground this time of year. Seeing the cotton cover the field like a white blanket made me miss home. I could see the the fields go for miles. For one moment I could see all of us on our sleds sliding through the fields of cotton! What fun… The kids have their piece and now we have learned something else from living in Alabama.
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