"We walked out of the barn and were met by a hallelujah chorus of white. As if sprayed from heaven, the fields had exploded into a seamless sea of fluffy white. Hundreds of thousands of cottony white hands rose up out of the earth and reaching to heaven blanketed the landscape with texture, tenderness, and promise."
from Maggie by Charles Martin, p. 286
For other view of cotton fields look here or here. Image above by Martin LaBar.