John B. Capewell’s brother owned a farm in Westville, NJ, and this looks to be it. The long lanky fellow on the left is John’s brother. I don’t know who the fellow is on the right.
Here’s the entire negative:
As with all of the photographs in the Capewell Collection Glass Negative Collection, I placed this 5″ x 7″ glass negative on a lightbox and shot it with a digital camera locked down on a tripod. The “processingâ€Â was done digitally on a Mac using Adobe Photoshop.
I always remove my tie when working in the garden, too.
I don’t know who the fellow is on the right.
Orville Redenbacher’s father ?
Maybe that where I went wrong with my tomato crop – I should have dressed better!
Don’t feel bad; this year, I planted onions for the first time and the ones I harvested were smaller than the ones I had planted.
I have bigger wild onions that grow in my yard.
So…… you know what that means…….
I gotta take a leek.
Now would probably be a good time to harvest anything that’s left in your garden, Sandy’s bringing lots of rain and kale force winds.
Lettuce pray.
Chive got a feeling we’re going to need them.
We shouldn’t let the spectre of the storm beet us spiritually.
Agreed, a little wind and rain isn’t going to squash my spirit!
But it might cause the birds to swoop endive.
Hopefully not into the Schuylkill, the currant might be too strong for them.
Bean there, done that.
You swam in the Schuylkill? I yam impressed!
At the risk of sounding corny, I swam in Lake Erie and lived .
You mustard the courage to swim in Lake Erie? Impressive!
It was peer pressure; I had to ketchup with my friends.
Oh, but I bet you relish the memories.
My friends and I take turnips remembering.
I love when you pepper me with tales of your youth.
Alas, I’ve omitted the salty ones.
Just remember turnip-bout is fair play.
I’ll remember; kumquat what may.
Aren’t we a pear?
Orange you glad we did this ?
I’m cherry glad!
Next month is the Grape American Smokeout.
Speaking of smokeout, did you hear about the really good herb? It was a tarragon of virtue.
Unlike Rosemary’s baby.
“Tannis, anyone?”
I don’t have thyme.
Dill with it!
Sounds like a “curry up and wait” deal.
I’m awaiting your fennel word.
I need some sage advice.
I’d be happy to help, as long as we don’t get into an argue-mint.
I’ll tell ya after Rosemary leaves.
It’s parsley my fault for encouraging you.