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Oink! June 28, 2012

Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature, Love and Death.
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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.

 

 

Comments»

1. susancrow - June 30, 2012

What’s so amazing about these, other than the fine quality of the photographs, is just how nice it is to see these lucky animals on a normal farm.

2. littlebangtheory - June 30, 2012

Susan, yes, “normal” in the sense that a real, caring human being treats each one of his charges as kindly as he can, considering where they’re bound. It’s a far cry indeed from factory “farming,” and a helluva lot more humane.

Our First Nation brothers and sisters killed and ate animals, but did so with respect and appreciation and gratitude, and with the understanding that their turn would come to feed the trees. This kind of farming is a lot closer to that conception of the Natural Order, even if it is more controlled.

3. notakidding - July 4, 2012

They are the cutest! 😀

4. littlebangtheory - July 4, 2012

HYEAH they are!


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