September 22, 2019. The Fall Equinox. It feels like a pivotal moment in time, in my life. I want to change my way of being, the way I’m living, what I’m doing, and what I’m consuming on a day-to-day basis.
As summer moves into fall (and then inevitably into winter), I feel the need to pull back, to reflect, and become more introspective. Outwardly, I am also being somewhat forced to do this in ways I could not have imagined a few short months ago.
Nathan and I have been trying so hard to make it all work here at Drager Farms. Trying this thing and that thing and one thing after another, in the hopes that *some* thing will work. I sense that Nathan feels obligated to his grandfather and his great-grandfather to continue the family legacy, so I try to help in any way that I can – knowing full well that this farming life is not necessarily my path – but I want to support his happiness and his path. But god damn.. it is so SO hard.
I come from a family of farmers too, rooted in West Virginia. My grandmother always said, “Farming’s a hard life, but it’s a good life.” I hear her words so often lately because I now completely understand what she meant. And maybe now, in today’s economic and political times, her statement is 1,000x more true.
I had no idea that the government could tell you what you can and cannot do on a “privately owned” land. It seems like the more Nathan and I try to become independent entrepreneurs, living off the land in a sustainable (and hopefully exemplary) fashion, the more the ‘powers that be’ look over our shoulders and shake their fingers at us like, “Uh, uh, uh… We see you… Now you *know* that’s not what good children should do until WE say it’s ok.”
I just.. I don’t.. even. I don’t. know.
So I ask: Do you actually KNOW what it means to be a farmer today and why things are the way they are with GMO corn and soy everywhere you look and concentrated animal feeding operations as the status quo? Please get ready to dive in deep……………….