The beauty of the snow.

The beauty of the snow.

As you hear the sounds of the whispering wind. Then out of curiosity you peep out the window and it takes your breath away. The beauty of the snow blowed in from all directions. It holds a pure untouched beauty that lets us know she had blowed the white beauty of her snow upon us again. 

Walnut Ridge, Ar

Written by,

Anna Baty, 3-5-15

The "Cotton Fields" back home.

The "Cotton Fields" back home.
The 2 Pictures included speak for
themselves.

The roads that have been traveled in the great Mississippi Delta is still bordered by beautiful cotton fields. The soft white cotton looks like blankets of snow in the fields that are forever remembered today and Instilled in our memory from our past.
A lot of there best memories were at night when family and friends gathered around sitting on a porch with their guitars and banjo's singing about the old,
"Cotton Fields" back home.

Charlie Pride... Them Old Cotton Fields Back Home , With The Judd's and Daniel O'Donnell
http://youtu.be/r40beLTB7YY

Anna Baty
11-2-12