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Portraits of a Bowman Boy

August 16, 2010

Many of you know Jason Bowman very well. You know his often quietness, and his often loud, joking spirit. You know his love of music and his love of burgers. You know he hails from a farm and you know it seems to make him happy to be on that farm. But maybe some of these portraits will help you get to know him better as he returns to the place that he loves. You will learn that he is almost always covered in grease, sweat and dirt. You will learn that his daily “uniform” consists of a vintage John Deere shirt (from the old days of his grandfather’s dealership) or a blue Carhart,  Wrangler jeans and big boots. You will learn that he is awake more than he sleeps (the opposite of living in New York) and that he’s always busy finding work if there is none to be done, like clearing tree limbs or cleaning up the garden. Hopefully you will see the beautiful character of the man that drew me to leave my life in the city, a life I seemed so suited for, to join him here. And you will see how content he is to be home.

Clearing dead limbs

Finishing up for dinner

Rinsing off under the well spicket after a long day's work

Pushing over the Willow tree stump

Resting in the truck as I pick through the garden

Trimming trees at Mill Creek

Cutting down the Willow tree that died at the Rudy Farm

Trimming low-hanging branches to open up our fields at the Rudy Farm

Cleaning our first corn picking of the season for dinner

Munching on VA peanuts, fresh squash fritters from the garden, and local peaches

In the truck at the Mill Creek Garden


A storm blows in at the Rudy Farm

Nothing Runs like a Deere...

A rare moment catching Jason sleeping past sunrise and later than me on a Sunday morning

5 Comments leave one →
  1. August 16, 2010 6:31 pm

    love these.

  2. Carly permalink
    August 16, 2010 8:36 pm

    What great photos Harr! great to see you guys thriving

  3. Amy permalink
    August 17, 2010 12:26 am

    This is the most beautiful and loving portrait of a man I’ve ever seen. I can feel your love of the City, and even more so, the reason you left it behind for this new life. It is wonderful. Truly lovely.

  4. August 17, 2010 8:02 pm

    Amazing! This truly tells a story.

  5. Annika permalink
    August 22, 2010 1:34 pm

    Harrigan, your heart is so transparent in this post. Thank you for sharing your loves so deeply with us all.

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