The first to tame an animal
nurture it and feed it
for milk and meat;
the first to plant a seed
and watch it grow
into something to eat;
first farmer, giant leap.
for Trifecta who ask us to celebrate the umpteenth anniversary of Neil Armstrong’s giant leap for mankind in exactly 33 words.
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I listen to Temple Grandin at lot – she’s autistic and an expert in animal husbandry; she has come up with many ways of taking a more humane approach to a beef cow’s “last good day.” This meditation on milk and meat, on how we really get our daily bread, is wonderful. Congrats on second place, Viv! Love, Amy
Congrats, Viv! This lovely piece took second in the challenge. Well done!!
So many families began with that very same leap. We have a lot of those families to thank.
This was something I used to think a lot about when I took anthropology classes in college. Just think of all the visionaries that came up with all that we take for granted.
Thanks for linking up with us again. Please come on back for the longer challenge this week.
I’ve already posted my longer pieces. Two of them, by mistake. I forgot I’d linked earlier in the week and it was only on pressing the button to submit the 2nd that I realised, too late!
To the first person who somehow crafted cheese from mere milk, I am forever thankful.
Aye – however did they think to do that? It must have been an accident – a forgotten pot of milk that went sour and started the process all by itself, maybe.
A clever take and something I have wondered about myself.
A clever take on the prompt, Viv. We take so much for granted but it must all have started somewhere, as you point out.
well chosen people for applause
I enjoyed this. Wonder what it must have been like for pilgrims.
Each seed is its own leap, too. And will enough of them flourish? I love the trepidation and hope here.
just thinking about it – WHO decided that white stuff should be drunk by humans? WHO decided this or that plant was a vegetable and not a weed?
Well said Viv
The first do do anything is always a leap. I didn’t really contemplate the daring nature of the first farmer until now
That is one leap we owe our existence to. Nicely done.
Very concise but meaningful piece. It says a lot in a very few words.