Four-year-old Trent Petersen enjoys three parts corn to one part cat at his family’s farm in Exira, Iowa.
Hybrid Cats & Hybrid Corn
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Slick City Street
“Children Are A Poor Man’s Riches” – English Proverb
What a blessing has Johann Inauen, and I don’t mean his pipe. Son Reto could not be more smitten with papa, enjoying a childhood on a small Appenzell dairy farm in Switzerland. Idyllic indeed.
Falling Into Place
Great-Aunt Minnie Loved Her Some Charles Marion Russell
*CMR created over 2000 Old West paintings, such as the one above.
Pococurante Peacock
What’s a male peafowl got to do these days to catch a lady’s eyes? Even I, a nonbird, am impressed by such brilliant plumage. She is, in effect, pococurante. Hint: it doesn’t mean “a little bit current.”
Hurtling O’er The Hill
Back before climate change, we had winter, and folks use to ski in water that would freeze and make snow. People used gravity to ski from the top of the snow to the bottom of it. Sometimes they snapped their shins or skied right into a tree and died, but other times, they caught the wind under their skis and soared, ever briefly, high above the crowds, catching the cold crisp air beneath their feet, alighting upon the soft snowy incline and gliding to the stretch.
When Your Sleep Number Is Bananas
S Is For Bridge
Ever seen the likes of this before? Not me. Not around these parts. Maybe it’s a Northern thing. This S bridge in Hendrysburg, Ohio was built with “manholes,” or safety niches where a pedestrian could get out of the way of a runaway team of horses. While many S bridges were generally used for crossing curving streams with uneven banks, this one served a more unique purpose. Motorcars eventually made the bridges obsolete.
The Politics of Pumpkins
Getting Some Alone Time With The Scarecrow He Made 30 Minutes Ago
We came across this fellow yesterday at a fall fest, chilling with a scarecrow he’d just stuffed. Can’t really tell a gender on a it, but the bag over its head gave it the appearance of cat ears.
Conversation was minimal. No choruses of “If I Only Had A Brain.”
Later, a beanie-donning warlock came by to discuss the possibility of using witchcraft and sorcery to bring the ‘crow to life.
Or at least give it hands and feet.
Winner Of Atlantic City’s First Bathing Beauty Contest
Miss Washington, above, won the title in September of 1921 with knees “daringly bare.”
By 1923, hemlines had shifted to show yet more thigh. Can you even imagine wearing stockings to go swimming?
By 1935, the winner received a crown, robe, scepter, and a moment on the throne.
No wonder Atlantic City has been immortalized in art.
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