Carter’s Garden Blog


Sunday Reflections…

I spent the evening rigging this little wall hanging display of history in my living room. My fathers side of the family goes back to the beginning with the old company town of Bemis. LOTS of history here. My dads side of the family processed and spun the cotton into thread. My mother’s side grew, chopped and picked the cotton.

This is an old Bemis cotton sack and an old scale. My grandma & great grandma we’re both original Bemis Cotton Mill families. Something about seeing the name gives me a feeling of history.

Now machines do everything that was once done by hand… Prep, plant, spray, pick, gin, spin, sew & go – All by machine now. We have come a long way in a short time! 🙏🏻

“When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle,
In them old cotton fields back home;

It was down in Louisiana,
Just about a mile from Texarkana,
In them old cotton fields back home.

Oh, when them cotton bolls get rotten
You can’t pick very much cotton,
In them old cotton fields back home.”

~ Credence Clearwater Revival

 

Have a Great Sunday!

 

~ Mark Carter


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