I woke up to a very dark morning. It was about 6:30, I tried to go back to sleep, but couldn’t fall asleep again. My daughter woke up and said it was too hot, she too could not go back to sleep. I turned the TV on and we watched the smurfs. Have not seen the smurfs in ages. I often wish I could go back and time and be a kid again. Life was so much easier back then, childhood is wonderful, you just don’t appreciate it until you have to work day in and day out, especially in an economy when you can’t afford to complaint about your job. There is way to complaint, take a break, take vacation or do anything to jeopardize your job. Farming is a little different, there is no one to complaint about. I suppose you can complaint to the hares, the snakes, and the birds, but they will not listen much. You can talk the date palms if you happen to grow medjool dates or other dates for that matter. Or it could be avocados, tomatoes or whatever it happens to be that you grown. We got to school right on time today, the bell rang about 30 seconds before getting there, the teacher was late today. I refer to her as Mrs. Slowpope, and why would she ask for conferences with the parents of the kids ? The kids are are five years old, do you really need to have conferences when your kids are learning their ABCs ? I can appreciate over reactive parents wanting to do the best for their kids, but it seemed a bit too much for me. Oh, well the good thing is I got back in time to get my other child to his school on time. He hates being late and so far has never been late. My daughter did not want to to go school today, she pulled the my stomach hurts, and I am sick, I can’t go to school today trick. It didn’t work. I am inclined to not take them at times, I just want to sleep in from time to time, especially when I have a bad night, but what can you do about it, you can’t afford to take such a break. Fortunately, she goes to a really well run school , where tomorrow, where it is forecasted to rain, is walk to school day. Sigh.
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Farming Is In Our Blood
Sometimes late at night look out the window and there is so much light pollution it is like day time. I miss the land, medjool dates are not the only thing you can grow per se. There all kinds of things you can grow, and I suspect many of us are sad to be working in our non agricultural jobs, and even those that work in agriculture are probably not happy because they are not doing what was typically done on a farm. I am of the opinion that we are all wanting to play with the soil and grow food, to grow our food and perhaps do a little hunting for food. Not too many of us crave getting into a lot of a paperwork, but a lot of crave getting a new life in the country where we can grow our own organic grown food. Probably not a a diet composed primarily of medjool date, or any other date for that matter, but a variety of things. Many of us dream or think about living in the country where we grow our on grains, vegetables, chickens, pigs, and cows. I would image that it must innate, our desire to farm must be in our blood, the desire to grown our own food seems to be a universal thing. Some even argue that we should have more farmers and fewer city dwellers, even farmers in modern day society, are not real farmers, they often are in charge of running a business and hire specialists. Some are machine operators, some do manual tasks, and some harvest and package product for sale. It is an odd society we live in where noone seems to know how to grow food anymore. Farms are businesses where workers are specialists not farmers, yet we all crave to be farmers. It the near future I suspect we will have lots of farmers, after everyone decides that farming is the way to go and farming is the best quality of life.
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