We worked very hard in the beet field - but when the cat's away, the mice will play. Mother and Daddy went to town, so we worked for a while, took a drink of water, and then took our cameras - mine, Dwight's old Baby Brownie, and his, the newer Brownie (?) and walked the canal and climbed rocks and took pictures of each other. You can see that I drink water from the cooler far more daintily than Dwight - Faces aren't clear in these pictures, but you can tell who we are. Look at Dwight's muscles! Ah, those were the good old days. Sure glad I don't have to thin or hoe beets today.