This week’s Sepia Saturday prompt is certainly on time
for thoughts of Spring and of Easter.
These young folks look pleased with their calf.
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| Friends or relatives (?) of Helen Killeen Parker about 1920 |
Spring or Winter, Easter or not, my cousins always had dogs. Of course, puppies were the best.
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| Bobbie and Glenn and the pups 1950s |
For several years, when my sister and I were quite young, my grandparents gave us ducks or chicks at Easter. I do not know what happened to our Easter pets when they got older. I doubt we ever asked. Surely we did not want to know. Our friend Rusty from around the corner got rabbits one year.
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| Easter 1962 or 1963 Me and Mary Jollette and her duck |
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| Mary Jollette's duck and Rusty's bunnies |
Rabbits were popular with my family in the 1920s.
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| Helen Killeen Parker's bunnies |
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| Velma Davis and bunny |
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| My mother's brother Orvin Jr. about 1928 |
My husband grew up on a farm. Baby animals were just a
regular part of the routine with chicks arriving often and calves in the
spring. So an Easter pet was not met with the same enthusiasm as a new stuffed
animal.
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| My in-laws and their first 2 children Ervin holding Wayne, Helen, and Donald probably Easter 1942 or 1943 |
But getting up close and personal with farm animals was a treat for our city-raised daughter. Her aunt and uncle and their boys are poultry farmers.
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| Cousin Neal let Jordan pet a baby chick 1983 |
The goats, however, would not pose.
You have quite a nice collection of cute animal photos. I really like the first one because -well-a calf! The fashions are fun to look at also.
ReplyDeleteI know! Such pretty faces on calves no matter the variety.
DeleteCuteness overload. You got that all right! Supposedly somewhere here in Western NC is a rescue farm for rabbits, presumably abandoned Easter bunnies. Not sure if they take in chicks too.
ReplyDeleteMaybe the long-legged "chick" variety??
DeleteI had a jacket like yours with the criss cross collar and large buttons. Your matching hat and purse are cute as can be. My favorite photo is Orvin with the rabbit. Happy Easter.
ReplyDeleteI also had red shoes but they got cut out of the picture.
DeleteThat is a really cute picture of my uncle as a little tyke. He was just a big tease as an adult.
Such cute pictures. I remember one year when I was probably 5 or 6 years old we had chicks at Easter, but they didn't last long in our house (not because of their demise, but I'm thinking the milkman probably brought them for us to have for a few days and then took then back to the farm).
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Hurrah for the milkman. I hope we had a kind soul who took our ducks and chicks somewhere safe.
DeleteVery cute! Some great memories in that lot!
ReplyDeleteI especially like the East 1962/3. Very fashionable!
My mother always made sure I had cute Easter clothes. Too bad my red shoes were cut out of the picture.
DeleteSuch a cute bunch of pictures. I especially like the old one of Orvin and the rabbit!
ReplyDeleteI do too. In fact, I used it before on my second or third Sepia post.
DeleteWhat enjoyable and cheerful photos! Great memories too, and I had to laugh at your title, the words, kids are baby goats still comes to mind when folks use the word kid for children. It was just one of the million things my mother corrected us with growing up!
ReplyDeleteThat is what I intended with my title. I really couldn't think of anything REALLY good. I'm glad you stuck with me beyond the title.
DeleteOne Easter my sister and I got baby chicks from someone. I can't imagine who. We lived in a big house in Detroit. I remember they died 1 by 1 and were cremated in the incinerator. Don't remember being traumatized. I must have been 7.
ReplyDeleteOh - ouch. Hardened at 7.
DeleteThese photos are just adorable. I was a suburb kid who couldn't wait to see the barn cats when we visited my great uncles farm in Quebec.
ReplyDeleteI didn't care much for country living as a kid although my cousins lived in what I thought was the country. It was really just a small town with quite a haul to the grocery store. But now I love farms and barns and wide pasture fields.
DeleteSome neighbors gave their children a duckling for Easter one year. They named him Waddles & he grew into a large white duck who wandered up & down the neighborhood getting into mischief, but everyone loved him. Some children from another neighborhoods began teasing him, trying to lure him into trouble, so the family decided to take him down to a local lake plentiful with ducks & let him go. The children cried & waved goodbye. A pitiful scene - especially when Waddles paddled off excitedly without a backward glance.
ReplyDeleteNothing worse than an ungrateful duck.
Deletehahahaha!
DeleteWendy, I continue to be amazed at how many photos you have, and how many exactly fit a Sepia theme. There are several photos in this group that are "perfect" -- the first one, of course, with the calf, and the one of your uncle with the rabbit. My sister and I always tried to persuade our father to let us have little chicks or ducklings in the spring but he always refused. Having grown up on a farm, I sure he knew what their bitter end would be.
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I cringe whenever I see some local hardware store selling chicks and ducks at Easter time.
DeleteLovely choice of theme-matchng photos, and unlike mine, most of them are sepian. Well done!
ReplyDeleteOh Jo, you always have a great story, sepia or not.
DeleteI love the way you tie your photos to the Sepia Saturday photos!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Debi. I enjoy participating in this group.
DeleteChildren show such interest and love to cuddle baby animals. In general I did not get baby animals. Only once my father brought a nest full of baby birds, mag pies, because the mother was shot by someone. He felt sorry for them to be left to die. We fed them and looked after them until they were big enough to fly. It was so smelly and we had to clean the nest all the time. Your pictures are beautiful and lovely to see your family way back.
ReplyDeleteTimes change, but I guess kids don't. Our kids had rabbits, cats, dogs and a pygmy goat---all well loved.
ReplyDeleteA wonderful selection of photos; I enjoyed them all. As we have mainly goats here in Lanzarote (very few sheep), I can testify to the fact that they don’t like to pose - you have to catch them unawares.
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