Farmers live on the edge

"I hadn't had a bite to eat since yesterday, so Jim he got out some corn-dodgers and buttermilk, and pork and cabbage and greens—there ain't nothing in the world so good when it's cooked right—and whilst I eat my supper we talked and had a good time. . . .We said there warn't no home like a raft, after all. Other places do seem so cramped up and smothery, but a raft don't. You feel mighty free and easy and comfortable on a raft."

--from Mark Twain's The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn--

the cows, theys a comin home

Sunday, August 9, 2009






A Farmer's Life
It is an amazing thing watching a newborn calf. It attempts to stand for the first time, wabbles, falls back down; but, doesn't give up. To see it strive for nurishment as it attempts and then succeeds to suck and becomes excited at the taste of warm milk is its own success story.

Watching a seed, or multitudes of seeds heave the soil as new plants emerge seeking light is a true mystery. Do they yearn? Imagine the creative genius behind that simple seed.

New mown grass and clover in the hay field doesn't stop while the hay is raked, baled, and hauled to the barn. There is new growth, the new crop pushing on. You see no pause, no respite. Work is never done; growth must be continuous.

Such is a Farmer's Life! It is the most gratifying of vocations. After long days, short nights, relief comes. It is in reflection, images, scattered thoughts. Then Work, then play like the young calf experiencing a new world.

You see, A FARMER'S LIFE IS ALWAYS A NEW WORLD, EVER CHANGING, EVER DEMANDING, AND ALWAYS NEW! :)
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2 comments:

  1. Shelli Bunn-PettersonAugust 10, 2009 at 12:04 AM

    Homesick:
    A state of being in which a displaced daughter yearns for home after reading a poignant description of said place.

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  2. ReceAugust 10, 2009 at 6:20 PM

    You done good, Pa Bunn! Did you know that Ma thinks I'm doomed to marry a farmer because of general karma? She thinks my distaste for country music and getting my hands dirty is going to come back to me in the end.

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