There is no avoiding it. Every year—multiple times a year—on a farm you are forcefully reminded you are not in control. Whether we lose calves or kids, our broccoli dies or the rains do not come, we can be surrounded by disappointment—if we view it that way.
Great article.
I grew up on a farm. Looking back now 65 years later, it was a great foundation for the ups and downs in life.
What a lovely essay!!!