...in the fall is always a treat. I love to see the acres and acres of cotton, ready to be harvested and taken for processing. The way you see the fields that almost looks like snow. Almost glowing in the early morning sunlight, after the plants have been defoliated, bright white as far as the tree line in the distance.
I got up early on Friday and drove to Valdosta to spend some time with friends who live in Ocala. They have a daughter who lives in V., and were up to visit, with the added attraction of little people, brought to south GA, by their mom who lives about an hour away. Nice visit, good company, and a lunch at the Chicken Salad Chick café. Where tough decision are in order, since no one can possibly eat as much as they would really want to consume at one sitting.
Plus, when left unsupervised, we went to a couple of garden shops, and bought plants. I had some little violas I from several weeks ago, and bought another pack, and something else interesting called a licorice plant that will hopefully do well in a pot out by the front door. Got them all planted in pots on Saturday afternoon.
I went to visit my auntie in Valdosta on Sat. afternoon, and spent the night there. Took her to do some shopping, and went to bed early: due to a) getting up too early and b) having to get up and drive back home on Saturday to go to work. I got to work at ten o'clock, and stood on my feets till four. Giving away little chunks of pineapple on toothpicks. I guess the feeding frenzy was a replacement for what used to be called 'holiday fest. Which used to be one day where all the stores would provide samples of specialities for people to taste. In hopes of luring the passers-by into making purchases to feed the family delicioso products for the seasonal gatherings.
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