One thing I love most about farming is the way my life mirrors the seasons. In spring, I bathe in green. My muscles grow as my body re-learns—slowly—the labor of sowing and planting.
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One thing I love most about farming is the way my life mirrors the seasons. In spring, I bathe in green. My muscles grow as my body re-learns—slowly—the labor of sowing and planting.
Read More