This image reminds me of going to visit my Grandma on the farm my father grew up on. It was a sheep Fram when I knew it, but when Dad grew up he used to milk the cows, feed the pigs, and then steal a raw egg from the chicken coop for breakfast before going to school. As the eldest son he also used to harness the horses before they bought a tractor. He wasn't barefoot, but I don't think it was a picnic either. Photo ref: Ross Paterson