It would be right up my alley, oneoff.
Right up my alley. But your right, even
the farm folks these days are too busy,
too urbanized to grow a garden, raise a
beef, have some hens, utilize wild game,
etc. The ten minutes to feed the hens
and collect the eggs is time wasted for
fishing. And who will feed them when
they go to the latest warm destination
for a few weeks each winter?
Some still do these things, but most
think it is a waste of time. More acres
is where it is at for them. Well, more
acres and bigger, newer iron. And
perfect gravelled yards for all their
fancy depreciable liabilities. They grab
all the land they can, and wonder why
farming has gone how it has...
I do sometimes wonder what they will eat
when all hell truly breaks loose. They
don't even have game to hunt, for they
drain it all, push every last twig over
to make way for 80 foot drills, which
are the most important things in their
minds that they own. Then they come to
me begging to hunt on my land. I don't
think so... lol
I love my life. I have had a heck of a
struggle financially the last several
years, unlike most on here, but I really
feel I have a contentedness regardless,
that many seem to find so elusive...
Farming is a train wreck of a vicious
circle. The latest and greatest toys are
needed to justify more acres, more acres
are needed to then justify the next
batch of latest and greatest toys. And
then picking up another couple thousand
acres is a given, as they now have the
machinery to operate these acres. And
then.... Well, I think you get the
picture.
If we farmers would collectively just
relax, smell the roses, and not be so
dam competetive with our neighbors, we
may actually find that elusive
contentment. I see so little contentment
now a days....
Right up my alley. But your right, even
the farm folks these days are too busy,
too urbanized to grow a garden, raise a
beef, have some hens, utilize wild game,
etc. The ten minutes to feed the hens
and collect the eggs is time wasted for
fishing. And who will feed them when
they go to the latest warm destination
for a few weeks each winter?
Some still do these things, but most
think it is a waste of time. More acres
is where it is at for them. Well, more
acres and bigger, newer iron. And
perfect gravelled yards for all their
fancy depreciable liabilities. They grab
all the land they can, and wonder why
farming has gone how it has...
I do sometimes wonder what they will eat
when all hell truly breaks loose. They
don't even have game to hunt, for they
drain it all, push every last twig over
to make way for 80 foot drills, which
are the most important things in their
minds that they own. Then they come to
me begging to hunt on my land. I don't
think so... lol
I love my life. I have had a heck of a
struggle financially the last several
years, unlike most on here, but I really
feel I have a contentedness regardless,
that many seem to find so elusive...
Farming is a train wreck of a vicious
circle. The latest and greatest toys are
needed to justify more acres, more acres
are needed to then justify the next
batch of latest and greatest toys. And
then picking up another couple thousand
acres is a given, as they now have the
machinery to operate these acres. And
then.... Well, I think you get the
picture.
If we farmers would collectively just
relax, smell the roses, and not be so
dam competetive with our neighbors, we
may actually find that elusive
contentment. I see so little contentment
now a days....
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