Laziness of Summer

Laziness makes me consider ridiculous possibilities.  In the last post I mentioned the option of not weeding the cotton.  How silly!  The grass was outgrowing the crop!  Maryann and I spent three days this last week pulling up every bit of green that wasn't a cotton plant.  We used mini cultivators because both of us lack the coordination to chop cotton with a hoe.  Below is our progress in installations.

We ended day one with little hope of ever finishing.  

Maryann is standing near another little patch we weeded that first day.  It looks so pitiful and grassy at this point. I preferred to continue in the bent over position weeding rather that water.  I am sick of holding the hose and it isn't yet June.

This is the finished product.  Rows are non existent.  Maryann and I laughed so hard while dreaming up excuses for disorderly planting.  We settled on telling folks that each plant told us where it wanted to be placed.  Isn't it plausible that each little guy would know where it would receive the appropriate amount of sun and rain?  We were simply the means by which it was transported to its rightful place in the universe.  Such a far out thought......

But in reality, we were too sun-addled to notice that our rows veered off in all directions.  Next year we will lay the rows out using string.  The string will guide us so less actual thinking can be involved.