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Some amazing creatures, all doing as their Maker has taught them.
If only we could be the same.
Our civilization has gotten so far away from nature, and so far away from the land, that it’s hard to believe. Many people have no idea of how animals live, these days.
A lot of people don’t even know how food is raised.
So I’ve heard. It’s unbelievable.
Clueless. With the most expensive education system in the world.
A lot of kids these days think that food comes from the same sort of invisible source as their smartphones or treasured game consoles. Where I grew up, there were farm fields, literally, in sight of my grade school playground. We weren’t farmers, there was industry in our town, but most of that industry served farmers. We used to have field trips to farms, when I was in school. We occasionally rubbed shoulders with farmers, and I had friends who were farm kids, on a modest dairy operation. So yeah, I have my card for the Manure Mover’s Union, because when it came time to tend the cattle, everyone pitched in, guests included, and being relatively unskilled, I got the simplest job … and I didn’t mind.
Everyone had their place, in the family, on the farm, and in the community. Farmers respected people like my dad, who worked in the manufacturing side, because they needed those products. People in manufacturing respected the farmers, who were their bread and butter.
When we moved to Denver, food was something you bought from King Soopers, Safeway, or Albertsons, the supermarket chains which served the area. I’m not saying it was bad, but it was a step distanced from crops and dairy farms. We never thought about farming, from that point on.
I recently watched some videos a fellow made about Amish and Mennonite people. Watching that, I was struck by their connection to the land. It’s not just farmers, but also their various businesses, including manufacturing. Amish furniture is a bigger business than Amish farming, yet they still remain rooted in the reality of living close to the land. I would love to live somewhere like that, not to be Amish in faith, but to live rooted in the reality of community and connection to the land.
Even where I lived when I was very little–a relatively large city, there was an operating dairy farm right between Elizabeth and Linden (NJ), We walked past the dairy farm on our way to grammar school.
There were corporate farms right up to the edge of town and family farms from there, outward. The small towns were all farm towns, which served the needs of farmers. They would have a grocery store, probably a good hardware/farm store which carried things farmers specifically needed, and there was usually a John Deere dealer in every town. That was a big, big deal.
We used to have 2 hardware stores right here in town, up until about ten years ago. They were handy and close and would do “extras” for you for a very reasonable cost. They put together a little Rubbermaid garden closet together for me and delivered it to my house. They are both gone and now if you want a pack of nails you have to drive out to Route 1 and go to Home Depot. This is not an improvement.
I can relate. North of metro Denver, and east of Boulder, there is a town called Louisville, and you had better pronounce it “Lewis-ville”, if you want to be popular. There was a small music store there, that I used to frequent, and across the street was a huge, old-school hardware store which had been there since the 19th century. Five miles to the west, near the Denver to Boulder Highway, they built a Home Depot and put that hardware store out of business, overnight.
Just to the northwest of that Home Depot, was were over 1000 structures burned to the ground in 2021 when 100 MPH winds fanned small fires into conflagrations. No surprise about those winds, NOAA had a wind research station not far from there, but in the name of progress, they built in a place not well suited for homes. You see, in that area, they are very environmentally aware, and especially so when it comes to their bank accounts, which are very green. 🙂
Very green indeed, I am sure.
When I was a teen, Boulder was a pretty nice place. Now, it’s overcrowded, insanely expensive and you live on the edge of rejection if your politics are not aligned with the dominant viewpoint.
As recently as 30 years ago, I used to do much of my shopping in Boulder. Even then, the traffic was becoming bad, but nowadays, I’ve been in traffic jams on rural roads ten miles from the city. It’s that crowded. All of my old shortcuts and workarounds for traffic no longer work.