From the cathedral of soil I am drawn to the roots of plants. Through cambium I rise, the sun beckons. The winds move me, rivers in the sky.

Farming is good fences Farming is sacrifice

In ecology, there is a concept called the edge effect. It happens on both a macro and micro level, and physically and metaphysically in our conscience.

In times of water, the valley’s verdant expression surrounds you, as if land and air and water and sunfire are in their most harmonious agreement.