If you ask me, this is where food should come from. It can grow in Maine. Here it is. These carrots grew along a stone wall, by the edge of the woods. Some deer came out and chomped the tops, but not enough to hurt anything. They grew here in this mediocre soil, that could never be utilized in a big scale mechanical operation... it's too ledgy down deep, too tilty a grade, not long enough runs. This is the perfect usage of this land, and the perfect place for this food. Here on this little farm, the children who live here come out and pluck carrots to eat while they walk down to the woods. Here is where Peaches runs between row, in search of voles. This is where I look out over the field , and say "Thank God this isn't the bad old days (like just 30 years ago) where I would get 3 cents a pound for carrots...."
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