the Magyoral Pastoral p.II: in the Fields

A pair of photographs from ‘Images of Hungary’:

A Pensive Fellow with a Marvelous Moustache and an Impressive Scythe.  Does he use the Horn (figured from a Bull’s own horn, of course) to find his friends in high grass? To signal the end of a shift?  Musical accompaniment?

The soft focus makes for quite the Romantic image.  Does it not inspire you to write a condescending Poem about the idyllic peasant life?  Doesn’t it make you feel nostalgic for the simple, innocent days of yore?

For a humorous take on this idealized image of peasant life, go yonder: Peasant Romance

(Recall Dude Watching With the Brontës by the same artist)