don't touch the beans when its raining!
It's not luxurious. It's not intellectual. It doesn't even pay very well. But, I've learned so much in two days from working on an organic farm than I could have imagined. It's interesting. I have placed myself in a world I was formerly utterly experience-less, where I knew absolutely nothing at all. And now, I am learning and becoming familiar with a process, a career, a lifestyle that is so important to the survival of each and every human. To think about how much each of us depends upon farmers is mind-boggling, really. (Actually think for a moment about the food you intake, that salad you ate the other day or the tomatoes on your pizza, even that piece of cow you consumed last night). And now, I see first hand, experience first hand, just how much work farmers (and their families) really do- buying, planting, transplanting, hoeing, weeding, watering, fertilizing, picking, packing, selling, stressing. It's hard. It's tiring. It's incredibly dirty. It's at times back-breaking. Yet, it's rewarding. When you sit down to a meal with your family and friends filled with fresh zucchinis, sweet peppers, onions, garlic, cucumbers, lettuce, tomatoes, and summer squash that you know came from the fields surrounding your home with the smallest possible impact on the environment- that must be a truly wonderful feeling.