Life and Death

There is a death that speaks of life....A life that tells the story of death. A picture of a summer cotton field whispers a thousand promises for a bountiful harvest....but only after it tells a tale of life and death. Where pure white fruit is cultivated by the farmer, a dark thief enters in....quietly, but, oh so quickly....hoping to steal life. To tower high above the plant and strip away the sunlight. To dig deep below the roots and whisk away the water. To take away the fruit of harvest and replace it with the curse of future weeds.

Each year, a story of life and death unfolds.....The chapters change....But the harvest writes the book.