I spent most of this week in “The City.” I could have lived forever without visiting NYC because I am a son of the Great Plains, where we grow our own food and our own smoke, too.
I crave the sight of green growing things and big John Deere tractors tilling up these massive fields just outside my back windows. The smell of soybeans processed was the cons…
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