I drive past a little old dairy farm on my way to work each day. There are only 8 or so cows left, and it amazes me how odoriferous they are. I cannot even imagine what the Chicago Stockyards must have smelled like back in their heyday...
Anyway, earlier this week, one of the cows escaped and made a break for it down the road. The farmer was running after it with a big stick. I had to pull off the road and wait for them to pass me by, and I thought, "hmm...there's something you don't see every day." And now here is your cow card posting. It's turning into a very bovine week!
A heartfelt thanks and farewell to my readers. My last post (the thousand and first!) will be on November 7, 2012. The blog will remain online, but there won't be any new posts as I need to make time for other things. There is a chance I'll be back, but if so it won't be for awhile. I hope you'll take the time to peruse the archives.
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1. Enter a search word or phrase in the box below - anything from Princess Grace to Prohibition or Graf Zeppelin.
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I love antique postcards because they preserve evidence of everyday life as well as celebrations and sad events. Looking at an old postcard is like holding a single piece of a puzzle; we have to imagine the rest.
I will try to put up a postcard every day. If you have a special request for a particular city or place, let me know!
I drive past a little old dairy farm on my way to work each day. There are only 8 or so cows left, and it amazes me how odoriferous they are. I cannot even imagine what the Chicago Stockyards must have smelled like back in their heyday...
ReplyDeleteAnyway, earlier this week, one of the cows escaped and made a break for it down the road. The farmer was running after it with a big stick. I had to pull off the road and wait for them to pass me by, and I thought, "hmm...there's something you don't see every day." And now here is your cow card posting. It's turning into a very bovine week!
I guess a bovine week is preferable to a porcine week.
ReplyDeleteNo way C.H., bacon rules!!
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