
While I was toiling on the farm (imagine that – having to work to eat) a single line from a song scrolled through my head over and over again. The line was, “working and waiting in the hot sun” from Waiting For A Miracle performed by the Jerry Garcia Band. There’s a catchy little intro too and that line really summed up much of my sensations on the farm. In fact, I got a little too much sun one day while digging a pit for testing soil composition and I started to feel a little sick. I’m still recovering from whatever illness presented itself that day. But the song’s title does mention a miracle, which I would argue came in the form of that delicious meal attentively served to us in our most informal attire. And if not the meal, then certainly the time we had to frolic in the pool while slurping fruity drinks delivered to the poolside by the resort’s courteous wait staff. --(Erik Neumann)