Cotton Pictures

Few more pictures of the Cotton Picking operation. This is the module builder and the boll buggy dumping into the builder. My son is operating the module builder (his mom, my wife) looking at his work. My daughters fiancé operating the boll buggy. Proud to see them doing a little farming. I grew up farming, I really enjoy going to the field now and just watching. Love the smell of picked cotton.
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Have to show these photos to my husband and daughter.

Around here, sometimes it's so windy that I think it would blow your cotton away when you tried to dump it in.

It's funny, since we've never been around cotton - but people in my family use the phrase "cotton pickin'... as in it's so cotton pickin cold/hot/windy etc.
 
I remember George Goble,
There were a lot of expressions concerning cotton, such as, I don't cotton to him.
Do you remember the song that Leadbelly sang aboot cotton?
 
The times I have been around cotton at harvest time, I would say it smells like cotton at harvest time. When picking corn I have noticed that it smell somewhat like corn, if cutting weahet it smells a lot like wheat.
 
Lots of folks recorded "In Them Old Cotton Fields Back Home"; I guarantee that anyone who would sing "when them cotton BALLS get rotten" has NEVER been in a cotton field.
 
You are correct. I don't know how to explain the smell. It is unique kinda like fresh plowed dirt, it just has it's own smell. Nothing like the smells of farming. The aroma of farming takes me back to a time when to me life was simpler, funnier and at the time for me, carefree. Right now I can sit there in the field and remember my dad on his John Deere 299 2 row cotton picker and all of the "hands" in the cotton wagons packing and cutting stalks and for a little while just smile. Precious Memories!
 
Nice job, nice pics. Out on the Cap Rock, surrounding Lubbock, TX. they do a lot of cotton and store it as you are. I don't know if they grow Long Staple, Fair to Middlin, or Short Staple.

Like the George comments, I used the the term Fair to Middlin for a good 30 years in slang talk before I learned where the term originated. Course I was a city boy and knew no better. Grin.

Mark
 
I wasn't referring to the song, In the old cotton fields back home.
I was thinking aboot another song that might be politically incorrect today
 
Preacherman,

Thanks for the memory refresher on the smells of cotton harvest. Grew up in west Texas where my family farmed cotton. Loved the smell of a trailer load of cotton on a cool fall day. The sense of smell is really evocative--get a smell of something from the past and you are immediately transported back to a time and place where it was experienced. Out here in Utah we certainly don't get any cotton smells, sagebrush being the predominant smell out in the countryside. Not a bad one, tho, especially after a summer thunderstorm.
 
A yup, do love the smell of fresh picked Cotton. No more Cotton grown here since the mid-80's . We had the only Cotton Gin in the state of Nevada, gone now & a big Hotel/Casino sits in it's place. I have the LAST bundle of sequentially numbered bale tags from "The Nevada Ginning Company - Pahrump, Nevada" .

Doc :>)
 
Thanks for the pictures. When I was a kid there would be a lot of people with sacks strapped on their shoulder picking it by hand. Now I see more and more using the round bales similar to the round hay bales.
 

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