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Italy 2007, processed 2024

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Citypoint Building, London, England

The geometric detail going on here is wonderful and the architect has been so clever in the way they have designed it to allow the maximum amount of light coming into the atrium.

I am enjoying uploading my photos again, especially here on Flickr. Uploading to Flickr is something I have not done for a while as I thought a lot of the photographers I used to follow have left but after my few uploads I notice that isn't the case.

I have a lot of catching up to do but I hope you enjoy my photos that I am uploading and of course thank you for taking to time to visit my profile and commenting.

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Sitting by themselves off to one side of a vacant farm place is an old, empty barn, a deteriorating milk-house and an upright silo with silo pipes still attached. On the other side of the silo is a metal silage chute, the bane of many young farm lads and lasses over the years who are still picking pieces of silage out of their eyes and hair from the times they threw silage down the chute and the updraft brought it back.

In my years now that are often filled with the memories of a lifestyle I once lived under silent protest, the events and family surrounding me on the farm as I grew up are often recalled and think I would like to try a few of those events one more time.

It is difficult to summarize the experience of growing up on the farm but this photo touches on a trio of labor mainstays on the farm that many former farm kids can remember.

The open haymow speaks of arduous task of baling hay, normally on the hottest and most humid days of the summer. The twice-daily chore of milking cows is aptly represented by the milk-house while many of us can remember when we were young the loud excitement surrounding the day or two of filling the silo.

On our farm we didn’t milk enough cows to warrant a separate location for storing milk but baling hay and silo filling were days that imprinted a work ethic into my soul.

Most farmers did not have their own equipment to fill a silo so the filling was done by a hired crew who made rounds of area farmers in the fall to provide the service. In my earliest days, dad had a one row corn binder that would cut corn stalks off, bind them with twine and deposit them on the ground.

Usually young men with strong backs and weak minds were enlisted to trail behind the binder with a tractor-pulled hay-rack upon which the bundles were picked up and tossed to someone on the rack to stack. When the rack was full, it was pulled into the barnyard and up to the conveyor that transported the stalks into a power-takeoff powered grinder that then blew the silage up the long pipes.

Those days were part of the farm social scene as well. Tall tales were exchanged while coffee, lemonade and sandwiches were shared outside around 10 a.m. and again at the large dining room table a couple of hours later where perspiring housewives and their helpers carried large platters of fried chicken from a hot kitchen to the men.

When I was about 7 years old I had the first of my many times of trouble involving adults. We had a neighbor farmer who did not have a great reputation as a good farmer. In the twisted mind of a young fella I decided he needed a lesson. I snuck up behind him as he was putting sheaves of cornstalks on the silo-filling conveyor. When he was bent over and busy, I deposited a glass of cold water in one of his bib overall pockets.

If you ever wondered if it was possible to hear over the loud whine of a silo filling machine, I can attest to the fact you could. His shout of anger focused the attention of everyone working in the barnyard.


(Photographed near Dalbo, MN)

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