When I go to my mother's for Thanksgiving--or any other time, for that matter--I love taking the back roads from busy I-95 to my home (?) town. I'm not so much from there, I guess . . . but there's something about picking cotton time that strikes a chord with me. Not sure why . . .
. . . but this year's cotton bales, not to be confused with cotton bolls, certainly got my attention the day before "turkey" day this year. So much so that I promised myself that I would stop on the trip back to what is now home to take a few pictures to capture this modern version of a back-in-time sort of memory.For what it's worth, here they are :-)
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Is Sampson Gin Company in Sampson County---my HOME county?
Yes, it is . . . on Hwy 13 somewhere in the vicinity of Newton Grove. The shoulders of the highway are usually white with cotton blown off trucks and fields around Thanksgiving, but this was the first time I really noticed the cotton gin which has obviously been there forever. And the bales in the fields nearby were an impressive sight!
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