farmers: friend or faux?

while weeding today, i thought about potential differences between real farmers vs. the faux or "farmer wanna-be's".

for starters, real farmers don't have time to blog. there are machinery parts to grease, chickens to feed, seeds to sort and fences to mend.

real farmers rarely write books about what cool farmers they are and how they've made the switch from urban to rural, blah blah blah. they were green as john deer before it was hip to be and don't have to talk about it. they do, however, read the farmer's almanac, usually while eating bacon, eggs and oatmeal at 4:30 am.

and finally, real farmers don't just try the land on for size and move back to a condo if they don't like it or get someone to pet-sit the cows while they vacation in italy. (not that they couldn't). but they're IN. for at least twenty, if not fifty, years or more. risk extraordinaire.

i think they would agree with us wanna-be's on one thing however: weeds are a product of The Fall.