The Keener Way

   Every old story has the barefoot country kid walking down the dirt road. It's a classic picture of "the good 'ole days". Even many people reading this can probably look at the picture and feel it in their memories. The thick humid air. The hot, rocky road. The cool blades of grass tickling your ankles.  In that picture, would you be walking that hard, rocky dirt? Or that thick green grass beside it? The thick, cool grass feels so much better than the dirt. Enough so to lead a few traveling pilgrims astray in John Bunyan's allegory, Pilgrim's Progress . But no Giant Despair resides in these lands! So come and walk in the grass with me! As we stroll the soft greenery, let me tell you a story. See, a few months ago, I took the plunge of choosing farming as a career path/lifestyle. Its been an amazing journey thus far. And this past week, I had the opportunity to listen to, and speak with, a sixth-generation farmer and leading voice in the regenerative farming

  Here we are in April already. And I am really bad at keeping up with producing content. But I'mma at least try and be monthly. Ish. This month, a wonderful sister in the Lord, who has become quite talented at making me laugh, asked why not make a blog post about "friends who make us laugh". Not sure if this is entirely what she expected, but here's my shot at it. To start off with, really honest confession here... I do not have a quiet sense of humor. When I laugh hard, I laugh loud. Which can be obnoxious to lots of people. Particularly to members of my family. Particularly because some of the people who make me laugh the hardest are several friends who live in more western time zones than I, who periodically call me at late hours of the evening.  And I try to control my laughter. I do. But it works about as well as holding a sneeze in. Cuz here's the thing, there are few things as wonderful as finding friends who are so in tune with your sense of humor. Prover