Oink! June 28, 2012Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature, Love and Death.
Tags: Manda Farm, piglets, pigs, plainfield
High up in Plainfield at the Manda Farm…
…Summer sets the larger livestock to languid lounging:
But wait, what’s this in the shadows?
It’s Junior, coming around Momma’s flank, his little legs moving with flip-book rapidity. Squeeee!
And here come his siblings, tumbling over each other and nipping indignantly when they get butt-bumped to the back:
Three of them stop for a brief pose, and I can’t help thinking of them as Moe, Larry and Curly-tail:
I wanted a closer shot (and didn’t have Gizmo on the box,) but though Farmer Mike had assured me that Momma was gentle, I declined to go inside the little shed with several hundred pounds of Maternal Ham lying there. Tolerance has its limits, whereas Motherly Love knows no bounds!
Thanks to Mike Kalagher for his hospitality, and for pointing me at these five-day-old cuties.