You should have seen me, work the fields all day long, begin picking at around two o’clock, finish each day by six pm, then spend until midnight in the kitchen, chopping, peeling etc. etc. etc. until the finished product was jarred and sealed, then up again the next am at three or four doing it all over again. Oh yes, I would bitch, piss, and moan to the dog or the parrot, but I wouldn’t have had it any other way. I absolutely refuse to allow my daughter and grandchildren go hungry due to rising food prices.
And now for some finger pointing of my own, NEITHER should you allow any family member go hungry just because you can’t go to the corner store to buy your groceries.
Learn how to grow your own food, learn how to become SELF SUFFICIENT, do you realize that with the technology we have today, and it IS nice to have, but for the most part it has made folks lazy and short sighted and I’m NOT a DOOMSAYER or CONSPIRACY WACKO, but whatever you do, really observe what is going on around you, then come back and tell me that this country is not headed for one helluva big nose dive into the proverbial brick wall at damn near warp six.
But getting back to farming, there is some intangible in putting a seed into the ground, having it sprout, then if taken care of that small seed you began with providing you food. There’s nothing like taking a handful of soil, putting it up to your nose and smelling all of the odors that God alone put there, the clean smell of constant change, decay and life, all rolled into one. Yeah, we have our little old insectile pests to deal with and it’s a pisser, but they live, just like we do, somewhat more basic, they eat, they crap, they procreate and they die and I don’t know of one that listens to the Stones or Willie Nelson, but that does NOT mean you have to poison the soil they reside in, learn how to be an Army of One and whack the little buggers (no pun intended)the RIGHT way. Use horse manure to fertilize with, not chemicals, and learn HOW to preserve what you do grow successfully.
