Wish I was farming

Today, like most days, I am at my desk wondering why the hell I am sitting at my desk.  The next thing I know, I am thinking about farming…. again.  I have no clue why but I have always had what I would call an un-natural attachment to farming.  There is something about the heritage and history of farming that draws me in like a deer in headlights.

Farming was the backbone of this great country of ours and a way of life for so many families for so many years.  There is something about harvesting and cultivating the land etc to sustain your family that really appeals to me.  I mean, it is a distant cry from computers, technology and project management right?  What could be better than heading out to plow the field and actually seeing results, something that does not happen to frequently at my desk.

In my next life, I hope I come back as a farmer and more than that, I hope farming and the family farmer are fruitful at that point, not like today’s world where you go bankrupt and inject steroids into your livestock.

Sincerely,

Farmer Brown