"The Truth is,
Farming is so bloody romantic
you can't escape it.

And don’t believe anybody who tells you otherwise. It is diving deeply into the complete mystery of the black soil. It is sex in the rain and the mud and the dew and the snow. It is messy, exotic, untamed birth, it is a riotous adventurous life; it is dying when the time arrives. It is the violent storm and gentle rain, the nurturing warmth and the oppressing heat, it is happiness and joy and exhaustion and despair. It is a parched throat and a full belly and sweet dreams and sleepless nights. It is an unceasing grind, and it is constant wonder. This is the truth."

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