Cotton fields and Churches

Photos from top left, Jane selecting fabrics, Free

Springs United Methodist Church, Virginia, putt-

ing the finishing panels on her Christmas 9-patch,

and the FSUMC cemetery. 

Today I went to my bi-monthly quilting sessions with the ladies of the Free Springs United Methodist Church in Harmontown.  I love going to this old church, built in 1953. Adjacent to the church is the cemetery with graves dating to the mid-1800s.


As much as I love the ladies and the quilting techniques that they teach, I really enjoy the drive to the church. Harmontown is about a 30-minute drive from my community in Barr. 


It's not unusual to see only two or three vehicles on the road. It seems like every time I make this drive, the sun is shining as I drive down country backroads, past old home sites where now a lone chimney stands.


There are several one-room rural churches on this path. I'm sure they are abandoned or meet on a monthly basis.  It reminds me of the old Mississippi of my grandparents era.  Today I passed a horse barn, cattle and goats.


This time of year you will see cotton fields on both sides of the road. Cotton is not grown in Mississippi like it was when "Cotton was King" in the South. But you wouldn't know that from looking at these crops, now tended by high-tech equipment.

In this case, the journey is just as important to me as the destination. 

Today we started planning a fall table runner.  My projects are piling up. I said when I started this, that I'd never start something until I finished the current project.  Turns out I lied. I'll let you know how this works out.