Farming looks mighty easy when your plow is a pencil, and you're a thousand miles from the corn field.
Everything is work on the farm.
The Lord grant we may all be tillers of the soil.
I loved to get all dusty and ride horses and plant potatoes and cotton.
Governing a state without ritual is like plowing a field without a plowshare.
The Indians could not undertake any widespread cultivation of the plains not only because they lacked iron tools but also because they had no draft animals.
My stepdad was a farmer, so growing up, during summer breaks, I woke up every morning and went to work. Harvesting tobacco, picking cucumbers, gathering watermelons from the patch, pulling up sweet potatoes... stuff like that.
Maybe I should just go home and ride my tractor.
