The farmer from IN told us that the reason most people cannot say they know a farmer is because most people get their produce from the grocery store which ships from California. Well.....hardly the epiphany I was expecting from a farmer's words.
You see when we drive West it is farm, farm, farm, and more farm. I am always amazed that we do not know a single farmer and that most of our friends and family don't know a farmer. yet.... there are farms everywhere!
I was expecting the IN farmer to say something like, "Yup, people dont know farmers because we are so spread out. Or- people don't know farmers because we live in Nebraska and our nearest neighbor is 10000 miles away."
Instead, IN farmer says its because of Califonia. My reaction to his words were... "California Dreamin'"
Brookie Wookie continues to suprise.
This past weekend, Noaher painted the trim white. It looks terrific. The value may have shifted, so we are told, however, the asthetic non-brown has also shifted in our favor. Suddenly the walls are higher and the artwork is prettier.
Noah is a hard worker and is the sweetest husband on the planet.
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He is pretty fabulous, isn't he? I still can't believe you painted the trim white, however.
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