Judy walking the cows to the barn

I missed Judy and her family and the farm. Will go over there Monday or Tuesday. Maria and I (well, Maria) sold a ton of notecards on the book tour, well over $1,000. Proceeds to go to farm aid, and Ed wants a donation to the American Cancer Society, as both his mother and father died of cancer. The “Judy” cards were especially popular. She has struck a chord among working women, as I suspected she would. The signed notecards – farms, donkeys, autumn, flowers and light, barns, dogs, doors and windows – are available for viewing and sale at the Redux Art Gallery, Dorset,Vt. Holiday notecards are out.

I drove by the Rouse farm today but nobody was home. At Church, I would guess.

There is great concern for the family, I learned in the book tour, a great desire to see that they do not all succumb to bigness and indifference. I’m grateful that Ed Rouse and other farmers have let me into their lives. I missed them, although they probably didn’t miss me, poking into their kitchens and living room and barns with my big camera. Being a photographer is a challenge for a shy person. I appreciate the interest in my farm and other photography. I love photographing the Rouse and am anxious to get back and pester them. Got Judy a birthday present, some Temple Grandin books and a picture book for Madison. About cows, of course. Judy is all about cows.