Just south of the Tucson city limits is the Tohono O'odham Indian Reservation and this lovely mission.
That Saturday afternoon there was an indian market set up on the mission grounds so we strolled around admiring the crafts before the service started.
When I had visited here during the '90's the mission was under renovation and much of the inside was covered with tarps and scaffolding.
I must say, they did a fantastic job of restoring it to its former glory.
I admit I have trouble with the missions and the efforts made to convert the native Americans to catholicism and christianity.
But I do concede that the religious art and architecture in the US and throughout the world is something to admire, preserve and protect.
It reflects the talent and visions of the day, and especially the history, both good and bad, of the occupation by the Europeans in this new land.
In front of the altar we spied this tablecloth that displayed some lovely Indian symbols embroidered on it. Hmmm.
The church continues to serve as the parish church for the Tohono O'odham, whose reservation surrounds the mission.
What a beautiful night. It could be 1797 again as I listened to the singing from a crystal clear strong soprano voice as it drifted out of the church and into the moonlit night air.