We’re off

Under an inauspicious cloud-filled sky, we left home on time. Rain followed us, with pockets of sunshine offering false promises. There were episodes of drier miles, one of which afforded an inadvertent adventure. We left I-75 in Sharpes, Ga., to get gas at a humble station just off the road. We didn’t realize until too late that the return exit was under construction and we would have to detour. The route back to the interstate took us through part of what looked like a very old town. Much to my surprise, fields of cotton ready for picking decorated the road, so close I could imagine just reaching out to grab a handful. How did I know the cotton was ripe? Some of the bolls had already tossed their cargo to like on the roadside grass! I had never seen such a sight, and would have missed it save for the unusual circumstances. We passed many other fields of cotton in various stages of readiness, but all were fairly distant from the highway.



Having driven more than 480 miles today, we stopped in McDonough, Ga. , for a room and dinner. Unfortunately, it is still raining…. And the temperature has dropped 20 degrees from when we started. Time to change to warmer clothes. Also, the motel doesn’t have WiFi, so this post is delayed for at least a day.


More tomorrow.