dirtjoy

Why I Farm

I farm to be uncomfortable, to work past my limits and to realize, then, that they weren’t really limits at all.

I farm to be exposed to rot and heat and cold and failure because those things are real, and I am committed to being friendly with reality.

It seems to me that to protect or distance myself from what’s hard or gross or painful is to forget what humans are and what we’re capable of.

Comfort kills courage and character. No, thanks.

Beauty grows out of pain if you know how to tend the ground.

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