Why I Farm
I farm because…
I want my food to make me strong, not make me sick.
I want to know my food’s story and be proud of it, not hide from it in shame.
I want to leave our kids and grandkids with more ecological capital, not less.
When I look into an animals eyes, I see part of myself.
Eating animals doesn’t have to mean making them suffer.
There is no escaping death. All we can do is respect it, honor it, embrace it, and be thankful for it.
I want to be connected to the land and animals I depend on for my life, not estranged from it.
I’d rather have my hands in dirt than on a keyboard.
I’d rather have my eyes looking at plants, trees, streams, happy animals and happy neighbors, than a screen.
It feels right.