I do not have terribly agrarian instincts. My primary interest as a kid was musical theater; I think the closest I have come to cultivating anything was when I was briefly the owner of a Chia Pet.
But this past weekend, I spent my time surrounded by a radically different type of human: people who, it would seem, have bent the land—or at least some anima…
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