Ode to Farming – Natalie Sprackman’s Journal Entry 4

Farming is beautiful, Farming is life.
Worms in the ground,
Dirt in your nails,
Dew on the leaves,
Heat from the sun.

Life is alive.
To be lived, and felt.
Growth and transformation, slow but sure,
in that dark brown goodness which holds the bulbs, cloves and roots of being.
Basked in the sun’s powerful rays.
Nourished by drops of silky cool water.
This lovely earth holds so much worth.

As farming brings you hopelessly dependent on these awakened elements
Remind yourself,
When you puff for air, covered in dirt, burnt from the sun and thirsty for water;
You are part of life.