The goat girl is my mother. She is patiently feeding two young goats. They are knobby kneed adolescent goats, not young kids but that awkward, between age.
Just like my mother.
I imagine she was only 13 or 14 when this photo was snapped.
Her hair hadn't achieved the long blonde splendor of her teen years.
I bet she sewed her dress and I bet she's wearing sensible shoes.
Just a young slip of a girl but already a shadow of the woman she would become; sensible, creative, home spun and dependable.
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