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Chargement... Butter down the well: Reflections of a Canadian childhoodpar Robert Collins
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The risk in farming was maddening, and yet...exhilarating. Take a pail of fresh, foaming milk and, hey-presto! Suddenly it was butter, cream and drinks for boys, calves, chickens and cats. That black field of fresh, damp furrows, dappled with Franklin gulls scavenging for worms: with a little rain, luck and a prayer or two, it turned into Thatcher wheat, bowing golden in the wind. That barren garden, monochrome gray, surely dead forever: pamper it with countless hand-lugged pails of water and interminable hours of hoeing and fertilizing, and suddenly one morning -- green shoots cracking through the crust. Always, that little miracle of growth-again filled me with foolish joy.
The writing is wonderful and many of the stories are funny. But I think the real joy for me came from the fact that I recognized so much of what he was writing. I grew up on a farm too although it was in Manitoba and it was thirty years after Collins but many of the challenges were the same. Farming was still done on a modest scale and there were few amenities. Just like Collins, I wouldn't have traded it for the world. ( )