A day in the life of two lunatic farmers. Been working in the greenhouse! I love to be in that warm area, with the sun shining and kids playing in the dirt beside me. I transplanted the last cherry tomato vine that was a volunteer from the chicken coop area. I planted the main stem in a trench for stronger, more plentiful roots. Then I transplanted some spinach and romaine seedlings. Look at the root systems on these tiny plants! .

Saturday, June 20, 2015. It was one of those days, where it was pleasantly warm out, but would rain every ten minutes. And I named it Eugene. Your fellow sociopath, Diana. Monday, April 6, 2015.

Thursday, March 12, 2015. The sun shone through the old wood panels on the barn and cast its rays upon me. I squinted and turned my head as the rays caught my eyes. I threw a straw bale into the pen and climbed over the fence; swatting cows with my arms and legs to push them aside. Grabbing a pitchfork, I started bedding the muddy cold ground. Pink noses rubbed against my sleeve and slobbery tongues licked my fingers. All eyeballs were on me and the straw. I quickly finished my .