We saw several fields of cotton; some were still green, others had been defoliated, and others had been picked. We even saw a huge cotton picker at work. (didn't get a picture of it.)
It felt good to get out and look down the rows. I love the feel and smell of the cotton plant. It is certainly unique to any other crop.
It was fun to show Rod the plants up close and personal.
I guess that one should expect to see cotton in a town called Pima, eh?
And then as we were driving down the road, totally out of the blue, I saw a golden statue gleaming in the sun. Right there off to the side of the road was the new Gila Valley temple. It is still under construction, of course. I had no idea we would get to see the temple on this trip. We were thrilled! It was interesting to see that the Angel Moroni was already in place, yet there were no front doors. We could see ladders and scaffolding inside.
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Karla....love your documentary of the cotton fields....I could almost smell the sweetness myself...all the way from Mexico. My favorite memory as a young child was stomping the cotton trailers....we had so much fun ! love to you and yours
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