Saturday, October 3, 2015

Final Food Blog Post

"Life is rather grand here these days. The farm is sufficiently developed. Most of the twelve acres are being well utilized, although I have great plans for making areas more productive...On my morning walks around the perimeter I often wonder what this farm will be like in one hundred years."

Everything is finally coming full circle for Kurt. Those twelve acres he first stumbled upon, transformed into a full functioning farm and lifestyle that he has embraced. He has gained an appreciation for the animals and the process necessary to create a self sustaining business. Every day Kurt does his evening chores and his morning chores. Which primarily consists of feeding the cattle, milking the cows, and cleaning the stables. He lives a very simple, day to day lifestyle that may seem boring and unfulfilling from the outside, but when you put your heart into something and invest your time, it becomes your passion. Your purpose. Kurt looks at this system he has embellished and is proud. He envisions its future. How it will prosper when he dies. How it will grow. It has become a part of him. Kurt loves that he can control the process. He loves that he gets to decide every step of how the animals are raised and the produce grown. "I can control how the animals are born, how they are fed and raised and how they are slaughtered. The end result is a superior product." Over the years he has learned exactly what he wants to do and what he doesn't. Farming has become an art form. A way of expressing himself and investing love and effort into something beyond himself. He has connected with nature and mother earth and is more wholly now than he has ever been. Watching him develop over the book as a farmer and a person has been eye opening to the opportunities to grow and prosper all around us. Overall, I thought the book was incredibly insightful. It was not a terribly exciting novel to read, but it made me understand the culture and appreciate the things I take for granted all around me.

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