John Hall frequently photographs his mid-Missouri surroundings, and he has been sharing his images with the Missourian for several years. He sent the Missourian his photos from a trip to an Amish community on Nov. 14.
A couple of the dogs loaded me into the truck this morning and we headed for an Amish community a couple dozen miles, or more, north of home. There were some fairly interesting scenes on the journey toward Clark, MO such as a rather drastically leaning building, an old furniture store and a Buddhist Temple.
So, while I go back to the file and pick out some presentable photos of Amish country you can look these over and wonder what I might have in store in the next batch. Some of the photos I'll be sharing will be from inside an Amish arena as the gentleman was preparing to shoe a pair of mules. This was their first pair of shoes and he didn't think they would take too kindly to it. I didn't stay around for the kicking and howling. The Amish farmer did ask me to make a return visit with my camera as he has 13 Percherons and he wants to line them up for a group photo. He thought that would make a great calendar. I told him I could probably do that. I learned one other thing today. Most farmers don't know the names of their mules until they get stubborn. Then, the farmer recalls their names as he curses them, individually and collectively.
I did walk around the Amish farm for a while this morning and the owner has three sets of "watchdogs." He has a burro that can outyell a heckler at a political rally, a somewhat docile dog and three peacocks. No one would get within a mile of his place without the peacocks sounding the alarm.
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