If you're from the South, you probably grew up hearing the expression, "Walking in high cotton," which, loosely translated, means, "the best of times," or, "it just doesn't get any better than this." Well, last Friday, I was literally walking in waist-high cotton, and spent a fun half hour capturing closeup pictures of cotton bolls (I know — it doesn't take much to make me happy, especially when I have my camera with me).
Cotton is one of my favorite subjects to photograph, and I have written several posts featuring it. My favorite is this one of our granddaughter Avery Grace exploring a cotton patch last year (you can click on the link to read it, if you'd like).
Green cotton bolls
After a while, the cotton gets so fluffy that it overruns the boll, like suds overflowing a sink ...
I hope the next time someone asks you how you are, you can tell them that you are "walkin' in high cotton," because it doesn't get any better than that, folks. Just ask Avery!
