During our drive down to Dallas for Thanksgiving, we passed through many many square miles of cotton fields. Right about now, it's harvest time. Along the road for miles and miles are cotton balls that have flown out of the open-sided trailers that transport cotton. (I'm not sure why they use those trailers! I'd guess that maybe one pair of jeans could be made out of the lost cotton from any given 10 yards of roadside.)
I was reminded of college days. I graduated from Texas Tech University - in the heart of cotton country. Several trips between my parents' home and Texas Tech meant seeing a lot of wasted jeans by the roadside.