I didn't hang out with my neighbor, Mr. Hardin much. His chickens and roosters - and scary dogs were in his leased land, right in front of my house. Lots of noise, racket, even yelling. I think, he scared me too. One day though I walked to my mailbox at the end of my little road, and there he was, in his carport playing music with his friend, and - babysitting (!)
I hung out with them for a while, took some photos, did a drawing, which became a lithograph, later.
All part of my Ranch Camp Series.