— Jack Kerouac, Lonesome Traveler
I believe I would enjoy siting around this campfire.
Once a common scene, now virtually lost in an era of loud, fume-belching machinery.
A peaceful morning cooking breakfast in the morning dew. The caravan is obscured by the smoke of the campfire.
Painted when the common man still met at the butts for an afternoon of shooting and relaxation. Then hopefully, off to the pub for a pint. I love to scan old images for the details. Some nice redware jugs, probably for beer, a great little bench, and clothing details for the historical-minded. Most interesting to me are the bows themselves, as the ones depicted here are reflexed recurved flat bows. Also notable is the conspicuous absence of anything like a quiver. I expect everyone just showed up with a handful of arrows tucked into the belt.
Here are a few older posts on archery from previous years.
Detail: tavern, chair, table, basket, food, sideboard, meat, pie, plate, knife, fork, fire, hearth, fireplace crane, cucumber, lemon sausage, meat hook, beef, bird, bird cage, bottle, glass, bread, mortar and pestle, chocolate pot, spit turner, soldier, cooking pot, tongs, serving boy, raised cooking surface, fry pan, jug, game birds, rabbit