Sometimes a farmer’s life is difficult; quite difficult.
When we started this family project, which is actually a lifestyle in itself, little did we know that our lives would be quite so different from what they were before. I remember the days when my brother-in-law (also a farmer) would wake each day, go out into the street and take stock of the weather. And every day I remember laughing at him.
But now I’m a farmer and I also have to keep on eye on what the weather is doing. Even as a write, here in
I’m very happy when it rains here.
I’m a farmer.