Kittens, Puppies, and Capons: A Motley Crew of Farm Animals
My brother Henry became the family photographer after he traded in the S & H Green Stamps for a 35 mm camera. Here are a few he took in the years 1965-70. We moved from black and white to color!
He even took pictures of our 4-H Capons on their way to their new homes.
My New Beginning today will be to turn in a completely finished and proofread manuscript!
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Mother, a farm girl, couldn’t abide pets in the house, so we didn’t have any. The dogs and lamb at Grandma’s were our menagerie growing up. In my mid-teens, I was hired out to a farm wife expecting twins. I did chores inside and outside of the house: cleaning, laundry, gathering eggs, and feeding chickens and steers. Wish I had a camera then!
We had the same line dividing people and animals. Barn and yard for animals. House for people.
Yes, that’s an interesting thought. What else would you take pictures of if you could be transported back to your childhood and adolescence, camera in hand?
Shirley
Same here growing up–animals outside, people inside. I didn’t discover my connection to animals until I was an adult and became close to first a dog, and then a cat. I don’t think I could live on a working farm again. I would have such a hard time differentiating between pets/family members and farm animals.
Congrats on turning in the finished manuscript! That publication date is creeping closer!
Tina, isn’t it interesting that we could be around animals all the time and enjoy them but not really love them deeply, personally? You couldn’t afford to get too close to a particular animal. One way or the other you would lose it. And there would always be another one. Hard for city folk to understand, but very common on farms.
Yes, we broke into the 50’s this week. Less than two months away now and so much to do!
I love those classic photos! So much life and love and America captured.
Growing up in Florida we had fish and birds and a dog and an iguana we caught. I often was starting chicks and ducklings.
Your comment about America caught my attention, Richard. What seems funny to me, given my church’s attempts to keep us away from the “world,” was how very American were were and are.
No wonder I chose American Studies as my graduate school discipline.
Starting chicks and ducklings takes a lot of patience, I think. (We always got our little capons from a hatchery.) By the way, I think you will like my story about the 4-H capon round up. 🙂