These pictures of a single cotton field were taken along I-5 near the Gerber, California turnoff. I must say it rekindled old childhood memories of when I picked cotton in Mississippi back in the early 1940's. We didn't use machines then but walked or crawled down the long furrors pulling a very long grass sack while plucking the soft cotton from its dead bolls. I think I made about 2 or 3 cents per pound and it took a lot of cotton to weigh a pound. This scene reminds me of the old song "....when them cotton bolls get rotten you can pick very much cotton in them ole cotton fields back home...". In one of the pictures you can see Snow covered Mount Shasta in the background. (For a larger view just click on the pictures.)
