Today we went driving around for awhile. We have seen so many cotton fields across Texas and now in Arizona too. You always think of cotton in the south from us, but don't realize it is grown out west too.

Bob has wanted to go into a field and take a stalk. This is already picked cotton, just never gets picked clean. So we stop and he drives into a lane, he classified it as a dirt drive. Gets out and goes across a "log" that has been laid down across a ditch (no I don't think it was for people like him). Picks the cotton and crosses the ditch again. My feelings was thank goodness he has made it back across this log. Now he starts to move the truck. My thinking, he will back out of where he drove into. Oh no, he tries to turn around, soft dirt, has to put the truck in four wheel drive. Phew, we made it!!!!