“Some people talk to animals. Not many listen though. That’s the problem.” A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh
I was reading an article on the CNBC website where Dr. Fauci said: “If the U.S. allowed the coronavirus to spread unchecked in an attempt to try to achieve so-called herd immunity, the death toll would be enormous.”
This didn’t sound particularly good to me and I wondered how other residents felt about this. I found a herd and asked ten locals for their opinions. The first eight thought it was a ridiculous idea.
The ninth had a terrible cough and the others kept their social distance. After a few minutes this one, possibly the leader of the pack stood and stared at me. Her neighbor kept hitting her in the face with her tail to help get the flies off.
After a brief staring contest (which I won) I asked: “Well what do you think?” She thought about the question for a second and was about to answer when she got hit in the face again. Then she said: “Just shoot me now.” So I did.
I met this horse at the bar today and he seemed to be in a very bad mood. He was on a break from taking tourists for rides through the Amish Countryside so I introduced myself and asked how he was doing.
He said; “Crap. It’s all crap. Living is crap. Life has no meaning. None. Nowhere to be found. Crap. Why doesn’t anybody realize this?” I was not surprised that he said this but surprised that he was so good with words.
So I asked; “Isn’t that from Ballad of a Shinigami by K-Ske Hasegawa?” He gave me a look like he was gonna bite my head off and replied; “Yeah, I read Manga, got a problem with that?”
I did not, and walked away scratching my head thinking that this is the coolest horse I’ve ever met and wondered if we could get together for lunch one day and talk more. It was just another normal day for me in Lancaster County, P.A.
In this case luck is a very talented lady named Alena Shminke who I had the pleasure to work with again on a still life project called Imaginary Road Trip Without Destination.
You can view the collection of images here: A Photography Co-Project
So I’m driving down a backroad in the middle of nowhere when I see a van pull over and out of the corner of my eye I spot what looks like an animal up a tree. I quickly turned around thinking it might make an interesting photo.
It seemed that two large cats were stuck in a tangle of branches attached to a telephone pole. The woman with the van was noticeably upset and borrowed a ladder from a farmhouse nearby.
Now I’m basically a nice guy, I help old ladies cross the street and give money to the homeless though I’ve never rescued a cat and wasn’t sure if they really needed rescuing, but I got out with camera in hand.
Being a former house painter I’m very familiar with ladders and know that if you set them in the mud and climb to the top you end up on your ass. But after five or six tries I managed to reach the first cat and grab him.
The second one either liked the view up there or was panicking and refused to let go. Out of frustration I got off the ladder and pulled at the branches until the cat was within reach and pried his claws free.
The woman wrapped them both in a blanket to put in her van with two dogs who were watching the whole thing. I wondered what she was going to do with them and figured the dogs would probably have them for breakfast.
After it was all over she thanked me and my emotions were running high. I was annoyed that I didn’t take a few more shots, my mind was racing with thoughts of post processing and I had to pee.
There are a million stories in the naked county; this has been one of them.
“I was sad because I had no shoes, until I met a man who had no feet. So I said, “Got any shoes you’re not using?” Steven Wright