#cotton

Bits and pieces flung into the universe, sticking in the sky like cotton balls on a jet black velcro surface. ↗

— Bradley Chicho

#bits #bits and pieces #black #cotton #flung

The white men of the South had better make up their minds that the blacks will remain in the South just as long as corn will tassel and cotton will bloom into whiteness. ↗

— Timothy Thomas Fortune

#blacks #bloom #corn #cotton #had

My childhood home backed onto wheat and cotton fields. ↗

— Robert B. Laughlin

#childhood #cotton #cotton fields #fields #home

I had never, ever drunk beer in high school, and by the time I got to Tech we were having these parties out in the cotton fields and getting so drunk. I was the champion beer drinker; suddenly I was pouring it down my throat... Insane! Insane! ↗

— Bob Livingston

#by the time #champion #cotton #cotton fields #down

I went to the top of the Cotton Bowl by myself, sat down and cried. ↗

— Lesley Visser

#cotton #cried #down #i #myself

So I went out and bought Hard Again by Muddy Waters. That was a big learning curve. I listened to that album again and again and again. James Cotton was the harmonica player on that album. ↗

— Sonny Terry

#album #big #bought #cotton #curve

You know, I'm very particular about my sheets. They have to be one hundred percent cotton, with a high thread count. Only cotton. No flannel. ↗

— Ryan Murphy

#cotton #count #flannel #high #hundred

That was where my dream began to take hold, of not havin' to pick cotton and potatoes, and not havin' to be uncomfortable, too hot or too cold. That in itself had driven me to try to find some better way of life. ↗

— Buck Owens

#better #better way #cold #cotton #dream

Not a breath of air stirred over the free and open prairie; the clouds were like light piles of cotton; and where the blue sky was visible, it wore a hazy and languid aspect. ↗

— Francis Parkman

#aspect #blue #blue sky #breath #clouds

I am also the product of a place called Paint Creek. Doesn't have a zip code. It's too small to be called a town along the rolling plains of Texas. We grew dryland cotton and wheat, and when I wasn't farming or attending Paint Creek Rural School, I was generally over at Troop 48 working on my Eagle Scout award. ↗

— Rick Perry

#also #am #attending #award #called