Today featured no sites to see. Not that there weren’t any, just that the weather was not nice enough to permit stopping. Awaking in Lubbock to snow flurries, by the time we had Lubbock in our rearview mirror, the ground was white. White, not from snow, but from the cotton in the fields. Never thought of Texas as a cotton producer, but here it was. I guess cotton is one of west Texas’ three C’s – Cotton, Cattle, and Crude (oil, that is). There was snow on the ground when we got to Oklahoma City. Hotel clerk said it never snows here. I bought a snow scraper before our trip last year… and chains. We’re ready. Not happy, but ready.
