Several years ago, my friend Maryann and I decided to grow cotton in a small space next to her house. In our defense, it was the sunniest place available. We produced two lackluster bolls. This year, we girded our loins, bought an heirloom variety of cotton named Nankeen Brown, enrolled in the state's boll weevil eradication program and planted 189 seeds. 150 survived and were transplanted to my backyard. This is our story.
Saturday, May 19, 2012
Lilly
Please pause a moment to admire this picture as it took quite a bit of effort to capture. Lilly does not understand the concept of "sit" except in the context of receiving a treat. Her ears are back due to complete and total confusion.
It's important to my mom that I treat each pet fairly. I can't mention one without the other. The problem is capturing them in a still position. Frank is much more accommodating since he is a cat. Cats aren't big on exerting themselves.
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