My grandparents, on both sides of my family, were farmers. Their lives were governed by the seasons, the weather, the markets and the lives of animals under their care. Only a few of their grandchildren and great-grandchildren remained on the land. We have moved into a new era of food distribution that removes us from the source.
And yet, there is a wistfulness every time I pass by a community garden. I remember the spring planting, the summer growth, the fall harvesting and the spirit of a farming community.
We are all farmers at heart, as reflected in the rise of urban gardening, and our search to reconnect to the soil that sustains our lives. With every plot of land allocated to farming we reaffirm our need to return to the land. We are all farmers at heart!