Monday, December 19, 2011

Farm Dawn

Until we bought our house in the country in 1977, I was always a city boy. The closest I got to farm life was our nighttime escapades in Mr. Bustin's neighborhood garden and our Sunday drives to 'nowhere' in the station wagon with Dad at the wheel. It was a life out there that I knew nothing about. Even as an adult, other then walking the grounds of the Cumberland Fair and the Common Ground Fairs or visiting Smiling Hill Farm with J-, I had never seen the animals that inhabit the big farm barns. It was quite an eye opening experience and that saying noting to what my nostrils took in on those visits. Although the news is filled with the demise of family farms around here, there are still quite a few barns that are still stirring at 3AM. It's a hard life. This farm always attracts by eye on the Gorham bypass.

* I like it so much I show it twice!

20 comments:

  1. beautiful light, birdman. nicely composed. not too bad for a city slicker.

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  2. ha....I have to laugh. Birdman, born in Portland, Maine. I was born in Newark, New Jersey, just across the river from New York City.
    City Boy?
    Here?
    ha ha. The 'country' was always was a 10 minute drive from the 'city'.
    But, whatever......

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  3. belle lumiere qui tombe sur la ferme

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  4. Beautiful light/photo/sentiment...I hate when family farms are lost to big development.

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  5. Our 40, 80 and 100 acre farms were farmed by one large farmer who leased as much land as he could and then paid the rent when the crops were sold. Then a lot of land was sold and only the house and barns were left to the owner. We have a lot of those here. The old dairy farms, hog farms, sheep farms and farms with teams of horses to pull the implements of a farm — thay are all gone. The stalls are empty.

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  6. We are near Amish country and their beautiful, well-kept farms. Am drawn to barns, don't know why. Dream of living on a farm w/lots of aniimals, but don't want the hard work involved, alas.

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  7. Living in a rural area is a distinct pleasure. The demise of family farming is a real tragedy for the families and for our society.

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  8. Love the light playing across the field.

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  9. A good farm deserves double-billing!

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  10. And I'm glad you did, show it twice!

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  11. These two definitely needed an encore Birdman, looks like early morning light.

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  12. I love visiting the country and taking in the sights and smells and nostalgia. But at the end of it, I love returning to my comfortable life in suburbia. Excellent photo of a perfect location.

    I love visiting the country and taking in the sights and smells and nostalgia. But at the end of it, I love returning to my comfortable life in suburbia. Excellent photo of a perfect location.

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  13. Working family farms need that double pat on the back! Lovely shot!

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  14. WELL---I still have never lived in the country. As much as I love nature --I need to go back about 40 yrs and start over.. I would love a house in the country (or better still--a secluded mountain cabin).... Ahhhhhhh--dreaming.
    Betsy

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  15. I love our small farm and the barn. It is a lot of work for us, as both my husband and I have public jobs. But, at this point, I don't think we could live anywhere else. Great color in your shots.

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  16. I like it Too!


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  17. You're so right. I was a big, big city kid. When I first went to my wife's family's farm in Kansas I was stunned. Now I love the place. The subject of your photos could be just down the road.

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  18. It really is a lovely area and photo.

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