Grass

Last night, Doug, my mom and our friend Ron, planted our first batch of grass seed on the cleared 16 acres.

While I was waiting at home for them it hit me just how much this lifestyle if governed by nature. I knew that it was...but it was always a background thought...until now. Now, we have to hope and pray for rain. Not too much and not too little.

I think that as a society we forget just how much nature governs our life. It is true that in the urban life we feel much removed from the weather and in control of what happens in our life...unless it rains on the day of our perfectly planned picnic. But even still we can not escape the rath of a severe storm such as a tornado or hurricane. But it is there...still dictating our lives. If there is not enough rain or too much even, the cost of our food goes up. But with so much processed food in the stores and in our mouths, we just pick something else to eat in order to prevent being inconvenienced.

I think that this removal from nature has taken away our reverence for life in general. If we can't even appreciate all of the detail, work, and even luck that goes just into making our food...how can we even begin to appreciate all that goes into living a life? And how can we begin to show that process the proper respect?