Tuesday, 73, lovely day and really warm. I ironed nearly all day. Wayne and David and Clifton worked on Jim's chicken house. They went to Escondido in pm. Took heifer down and sold her. Jim's were here for supper. Marilyn had a shower for Onida and the children stayed here in the evening. 21 at shower.
Comment: Selling the livestock in preparation for leaving, I think...here is my Grandfather Elmer feeding his chickens on his farm on Hubbard Hill. In the forties, I'm guessing, looking east toward my father's farm about a mile further east. This picture reminds me of one of my favorite poems:
William Carlos Williams:
so much depends
upon
a red wheel
barrow
glazed with rain
water
beside the white
chickens
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