Would you know what this stuff was if you were speeding by it at 70 miles an hour?
Here, let me get ya a little bit closer.
How 'bout this?
That's right sister, it's about cotton pickin' time! I think, actually, that it will be another month or so until it's fully ripe, but those fields are looking awfully fluffy!
Just a little Northeast of Austin, there's rows upon rows of the stuff. You can't imagine how excited my boys were to find out that clothes grow on bushes!
I did one of my famous homeschooling mama, cross three lanes of traffic, throw on the hazards and pile everyone out of the car moves, so that we could take a closer look. It was everything I could do to keep them from stuffing their pockets with "the touch, the feel of cotton."
Well, as you might expect our adventures in the field have led to lots of further investigation. We've learned all about how cotton is made into thread and woven into cloth. We brought out our plastic loom, of course.
My little skeptics weren't real sure that I was telling them the God's honest, that this is actually how cloth is made, though.
So, I brought out some fabric and we took the "deconstructionist" approach to problem solving. :-)
While we were knee deep in cotton, I taught my guys to dance the "Cotton Eyed Joe", which is the one line dance that every self respecting Texan should know, no matter how stupid you look doing it.
We broached the subject of slavery with Follow the Drinking Gourd, by Jeanette Winter.
That led us down all sorts of roads including ethics, equality, the civil war, spiritual music and modern machinery. Then that, of course, led us to You Tube, where we found this highly educational video. which was kind of slow for me, but completely wonderful to my machine-loving men.
Then, there was this little diddy, that has taken up permanent residence in my head (consider yourself warned.)
I can say, with coviction, that I am clean cotton pickin' DONE with cotton for a while!