In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.––Margaret Atwood
After a week of being gone from the farm, I came home. I came home to blooming tulips, green leafed berry vines, and blossoming trees. As I sit on my front porch in the light of the setting sun, I am blessed by a symphony of birdsong floating on a gentle breeze. All
is right with the world.
You know you are a farmer when you arrive home at 11pm and turn on all the outdoor lights, grab a flashlight then head out to see what has come up while you were away. Needless to say, it was a great surprise to open the curtains in the living room to look down upon the morning light dappling the gardens.
I have spent all day in the sun (lathered in sunscreen, of course)–clearing mulching leaves from flower beds and turning scraps in the compost area. I have raked, dug, hoed, and hauled, and I can say without a doubt that there
is nothing better for the spirit than hands in fresh nature.
Never underestimate the therapeutic experience of creation. Doesn’t matter what you look like when you come inside at the end of the day. If you smell like nature, clearly you have communed with it, in body, mind and spirit.
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