There’s enough farm and forest land where I live to support flocks like these. A couple times a year, you’ll get to stop or slow down for them as they cross some secondary road.
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There’s enough farm and forest land where I live to support flocks like these. A couple times a year, you’ll get to stop or slow down for them as they cross some secondary road.
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The crops are in now, the growing season in full swing. Here, in the middle of a remarkably hot spell of early June weather, a soft morning light.
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The meadows are now about 3 feet high in this part of the world, and farmers are starting to mow. In another barn on this property, the hay bales are already stacked up to the roof.
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This is the interior of the same barn shown above. The contrast is striking; in the summer, the inside of these places can be as dark and moody as the outsides are light and breezy. My lifelong love affair with barns began with a huge, deserted four story structure, a myth really, that was a couple hundred yards from where I grew up.
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This porcine beauty (a Vietnamese Pot Belly pig), became the centerfold of a book that I created for a gentleman farmer friend a few years ago. Four weekends of photography, in VT, at the height of each of the four seasons -a great gig.
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At this time of the year, glimpses of spring: the quality and strength of the light, disappearing snow on south facing slopes, perhaps a greater degree of leisure in the farm animals. Curious in this image that the sugar shack is not fired up.
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I may have to ask the farmer who owns this land, Bub Hubner, if he ever considered painting a high water mark on the side of the barn. It would be a new measure, I suppose, indicative of both the snow accumulation and the speed of the snowplow.
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