The other day I put a Razorback carousel horse up in honor of our Arkansas Razorbacks College Football team being in the Cotton Bowl. Well, today I put up the actual COTTON BOWL! THIS is what wars were fought for! These little bowls are very painful to your fingers after repeated pulling, they can rip your fingers apart and make you bleed, the seed pods are hard and razor sharp. The long bags get heavy being dragged along the rows in the hot, humid southern summer sun. Deadly water moccasin snakes hide in the shade of the waist tall cotton rows, and they ALWAYS see you FIRST! Mosquitoes, wasps and bees hide in the plants ready to bite and sting. And oh, the wonderful smell of defoliant in the morning… This was the most MISERABLE way of earning a living. I know, I was raised on a cotton, rice and soybean farm. I was too young to really be expected to contribute TOO much, my job was bringing water to every one in the fields, running all over the 120 acre fields in that hot Arkansas sun. But I DO remember the wasps and snakes….