Monday, August 12, 2013

Calf Wash

On Saturday morning, these young ladies 
were bathing their calves, preparing for 
a showmanship competition later that day.
The calves were pretty, with feminine heads,
and appeared to enjoy having me scratch
their chins and ears while the girls
soaped their flanks, washed shit from their
fannies, and lathered their tails.

The task of caring for the calves was 
only one among the girls' daily chores. 
Brought up on their parents' farms, 
what appears to be a bucolic life to city dwellers
is one of routine hard work, the results of which 
put food on both their tables, and ours.

1 comment:

dive said...

I love State Fair time; you always take the unexpected views.