Farm Country

You could say my new house resides in farm country. But to me more specific it resides next to one farm that is very active with most, if not all, the surrounding fields. That’s all right by me. I’ll take the calming odor of cow manure over the annoying traffic that went past my old home at all hours of the day and night. I’d rather hear a tractor in the back yard than hear one more fart can exhaust shake my front windows. Ah, this is turning into quite the old man rant. Anyway, here is some Red Power.

I used to be one of those people who scoffed at those who bought houses on good farmland, forever spoiling it. It’s funny how life has a way of making everyone a hypocrite from time to time. I console myself by saying the land couldn’t have been that great if they sold it. The view from my dinning room window.

Now as long as I don’t turn into one of those people who complain about farm stink after moving next to a farm everything will be okay.

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