My guess is that most of you never ever have seen a real cotton field. Sunday when we came out of Church, they had started mechanical picking of cotton in our neighborhood. So we did hurry for getting some photos before it would be all gone. Proudly showing you here, a local Cotton Field in the Heart of Georgia/USA. A surprise below the first photos, our VERY FIRST view of a cotton field in November of 1983...
Wearing the Advent color, my Escada jacket, from the Premium Outlets, I am holding fresh cotton puff. See below my post the comment from 'seedscatterer' as she is very knowledgeable about cotton.
It looks very much like the cotton balls you buy.
The reason they started harvesting this field on Sunday was because of rain on Monday...
JIT = Just In Time!
Fields here in Georgia are always big because work is done mechanically so it doesn't matter what length.
So this is the landscape, only half a mile from our home.
Showing my black Escada cotton jeans (ironically...) and wool jacket.
Pieter in his charcoal gray Ermenegildo Zegna suit from the Premium Outlets in Orlando, Florida.
He wears an Advent color shirt and tie...
Detail of how those cotton puffs are on the plant...
It is quite late for harvesting them on December 16, in our opinion but who are we to know anything about it?
This photo is taken from husband Pieter on Sunday, November 7, 1983... The VERY FIRST time we saw cotton ourselves; only 29 years ago!
This was quite an experience for holding it for the first time!
Only 29 years ago...
My hand showing one cotton boll that is not yet opened completely...
Hope you enjoyed this tour through rural Georgia for seeing what is growing on our fields.
Certainly this is not the fine, long staple, Egyptian Cotton that we use for our bed linens.
American grown cotton is mainly short staple cotton.
But I must admit that I have no clue what this one will be used for...
Thanks for your time!
How unexpected and fun, Mariette: a "double" fashion post in the middle of a cotton field! Loved it. I lived in Atlanta for a year or so, and I did get to see cotton balls up close and personal. Since we saw the great Lincoln movie just last week, and they talked about slavery a lot, this is perfect timing! Veronique (French Girl in Seattle)
ReplyDeleteThose cotton balls look like fluffs of snow - cool!
ReplyDeleteWishing you a happy week Mariette!
xo Catherine
Dearest Mariette,
ReplyDeleteWow, Wow!!! Lovely fluffy cotton balls in the field♡♡♡ Yes, your Escada jacket with Advent color matches the cotton field. Makes me wish to touch them; lucky you could take pictures for us(^_^)彡☆
Thank you very much for sharing these gorgeous pictures☆☆☆
Sending you lots of love and hugs from Japan, xoxo Miyako*
Dearest Mariette.
ReplyDeleteYou with lovely husband Pieter is went to first time a cotton field.
You are only 29 years of age still you are beautiful time!
Hugs and love to you happy week Mariette lady!
Michiko
Dearest Mariette,
ReplyDeletehow wonderful are those pictures from you and Pieter :O))
And ist maut have been really interesting to be in a real cottonfield!
Have a wonderufl week,
Love and hugs
Claudia
Dear Mariette, how nice your cotton fields are, so white and fluffy - like the snow we are getting here! You and Peiter have not changed in almost 30 years, so nice to see you in your beautiful advent colors, too. Enjoy your 'snow'! Hugs, xx Karen
ReplyDeleteMariette, non avevo mai visto foto così dettagliate di una piantagione di cotone...grazie a te scopro sempre qualcosa di nuovo!
ReplyDeleteUn caro abbraccio♥
Anna
Liebe Mariette,
ReplyDeletedu und Pieter seht einfach toll aus in eurem feinen Outfit. Das sieht schon ein bisschen nach Modemagazin aus, wo die Models auch an völlig anderen Orten stehen, als man sich in Festtagskleidung normalerweise aufhält. Schöner Kontrast! Ich habe Baumwollfelder in USA gesehen. Einfach verlockend, sich mit dieses fluffigen Bällchen zu beschäftigen. Was die Natur so für Spielereien hervorbringt. Ich hoffe, Ihr hattet in den schicken Sachen noch einen aufregenden schönen Event.
Liebe Grüße,
Johanna
Hello Mariette, Very interesting to see the cotton crop still in the fields. So much history and tradition is represented there. I have seen antique pictures of cotton fields, but your photos are much clearer.
ReplyDeleteIn Ohio at harvest time we often go to apple orchards, and so have a similar kind of photo opportunity (not to mention getting the fresh-picked apples).
--Road to Parnassus
P.S., I love your shy smile in the photos, both then and now.
Dearest Mariette,
ReplyDeleteI love these images, a wonderful cotton field, never seen in such detail, thank you for giving us to know these beauties.
I take this opportunity to wish you a Merry Christmas.
Manuela
Hej Mariëtte, wat leuk om jullie daar tussen de katoenplanten te zien. Mooi ook die oude foto's. Fijne dag, lieve groet
ReplyDeletebeautiful pictures...!
ReplyDeletein our area, the cotton trees are very big...!
Hallo Mariette,
ReplyDeleteHoe gaat het met je? De katoenballetjes is net sneeuw om te zien, zo leuk! Prachtige engel heb je bovenaan je blog geplaatst!
Liefs Janny
Once again my friend you have shared a fabulous post! I have never seen cotton growing in photos or otherwise, this was amazing to see and read about. I love the photos both from your first visit and now... both you and Pieter look fabulous and in 29 years you still look refreshed, both beautiful and handsome. Wishing you a wonderful week! xo C. (HHL)
ReplyDeleteE' vero,Mariette carissima, mai avevo visto un campo di cotone!E mai ti avevo visto così raggiante... il tuo sorriso è incantevole, è bello oggi come lo era 29 anni fa! God bless you.
ReplyDeletemimma
Dearest Mariette,
ReplyDeleteAMAZING!... I have never ever seen cotton plants in my life...Kapuk yes, do you remember ?
Pohon Randu, which produce Kapuk.A tall huge plants.
so beautiful farm.
You looks gorgeous sempre.
have a nice day
Che belle foto!Sembra una fiaba!Non avevo mai visto un campo di cotone!Che carini siete pure voidue!Quei batuffoli di cotone sembrano fiocchi,fiocchi di neve!Baci,Rosetta
ReplyDeleteA most delightful post, Mariette! I have never seen a cotton field before, it really is quite beautiful and interesting. What fun viewing the photographs taken 29 years ago. You both still look so very young! Love the light, fluffy, airy cotton puffs. Especially pretty against your gorgeous deep purple Escada jacket! This wonderful post put a big smile on my face. Thank you for sharing!
ReplyDeleteInteresting, cotton as seen through eyes of those who find it a novelty. Some of us see it as matter of course on the way to town and picked cotton as a child. The correct term is cotton BOLLS. Cotton balls are the finished product that you buy in the store. The puffs are lint, filled with seeds. Each
ReplyDeleteboll contains five locks of cotton seed-filled lint.
One of my Facebook friends posts a photo of a field of cotton. There was a discussion as to why harvest is so late this year. Among other factors, a record harvest this year so mechanical pickers are are late to some fields. Some fields were planted late. Every boll must be open before picking and defoliant is sprayed before harvest unless early frost takes off the leaves.
Dearest Nell Jean,
DeleteThank you so much for correcting me on the cotton bolls; will edit that right away. We always are learning from each other!
Hugs,
Mariette
Love your outfits. And Pieter looks more handsome now then 30 years ago! :)
ReplyDeleteWat leuk, Mariette!Heb ik inderdaad nog ooit gezien, zo´n heel veld vol.
ReplyDeleteAlleen hier als takken in de bloemenwinkel, en dat ook maar soms...
Fijne week!
Nicole
Dear Mariette,
ReplyDeleteHow wonderful to see the cotton fields, have never seen one before, looks so white and fluffy, thank you for sharing. You and Pieter look great in your lovely outfits.
Happy week
hugs
Carolyn
Dear Mariette
ReplyDeleteHow totally fascinating and beautiful!
I've only seen a cotton field before in the movies like Gone with the Wind ect.
In those days it was back breaking work picking cotton by hand.
I appreciate cotton and I always try to buy clothes made from natural fibers.
They are much healthier as they breathe.
Like beautiful white puff balls!
Mariette you're always teaching us something in your posts - thank you.
Joyeux Noël
Shane ♥
Liebe Mariette,
ReplyDeleteoooh, jetzt bekomme ich den alten Song von CCR nicht mehr aus dem Kopf :o))
Oh, when them cotton bolls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton,
In them old cotton fields back home.
Ich hoffe, eines Tages werde ich auch die Gelegenheit bekommen, ein Baumwollfeld so nah zu sehen wie du!
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Nun wünsch' ich dir und deinen Lieben noch eine möglichst geruhsame letzte Adventwoche und wunderschöne Festtage!
Herzlichste Rostrosen-Weihnachtsgrüße
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Dearest Mariette
ReplyDeleteI've definitely never seen a cotton field.
I did not think it was the white puffs before harvest.
Nice jacket you have!
Hugs to you
Kajsa
thank you for showing that - I don't think I have ever seen cotton growing. It is amazing that most of the plant seems to have already died off before harvesting.
ReplyDeleteLieve Mariette,
ReplyDelete.........Katoenvelden....pamuk....het doet mij altijd terug denken aan de dagen dat wij rondreisde door Turkije(lang geleden ruim 23 jaar),in de zinderende hitte van Qukurova waren hele familie's,vaders,moeders,oma's,opa's én kinderen bezig in een gestaag tempo de geopende katoenbollen te plukken in de velden,zover mijn oog reikte,die ze in grote zakken stopte die op hun rug hing.
Tegen de avond zag je ze voorbij rijden met oude vrachtwagentjes vol, hoog opgestapelde zakken met katoen en daar bovenop zaten de plukkers, ze zwaaien naar ons,de vrachtwagens waren slecht verlicht en de wegen helemaal niet....,
ze waren na een dag van hard werken opweg naar hun tijdelijk schamele onderkomen van tentenkampjes waar ze met groepjes bij elkaar zaten rondom het kampvuur waarboven de grote ketel met eten hing,vraag me nog steeds af waar die mensen de energie vandaan haalden om na zo'n dag nog zó opgewekt te zijn om samen de avonden door te brengen met muziek en dans onder de blote sterrenhemel.....
.....aan de ene kant had ik in m'n hart met die mensen te doen....,maar aan de andere kant had ik enorm veel respect voor hen en was zelfs tikkeltje jaloers op zoveel saamhorigheid in niet de gemakkelijkste omstandigheden.
Ze waren niet modieus gekleed....maar droegen wijde gebloemde harembroeken,blouses met lange mouwen,eigen gebreide vestjes en niet te vergeten de hoofddoek,maar het leverde voor mij wel de mooiste en kleurigste vakantie kiekjes op van lieve goedlachse hardwerkende mensen.
Eenmaal thuis beleefde ik die toestanden nogmaals bij het lezen van het boek 'Onsterfelijk gras' van Yasar Kemal, het bevat een sfeervol beeld van veelal het Turkse platteland en zijn arme bewoners die vechten tegen de natuurelementen en de grootgrondbezitters. Volksverhalen, mythes, dromen en de goede en kwade natuur van de mens zijn in dit boek de hoofdthema's.
Een aanrader om op een winterdag te lezen in je gezellige sfeervolle huis.
Liefs,Ger