There were luscious green fields, extending uninterrupted for a mile or more in every direction. The crop was not discerned, but it might have been winter cover of some kind. But at a few places there were field workers gathering and loading onto trucks, huge tractors and irrigation with fertilization ongoing. Perhaps the crop was asparagus as there was an abundance of it at the Yuma flea market and in Albogones, Mx.
That would have been depicted by a panorama had not the camera been inadvertently adjusted to the wrong setting as it was pulled from the pocket – a common phenomenon.
