Long before Mark and I moved
back to the land, my parents made the same journey. They stayed just
long enough to get me hooked on the idea then fled to the nearest town
a decade later.
Now's your chance to
hear about their journey straight from the horse's mouth. My father's
newest poetry collection spans those eleven years and includes gems
like Food Rules (showing how strangely obsessive I was at 5 years old),
along with many farming verses that are both beautiful and insightful.
Since I know the word
"poetry" probably made many of you hyperventilate in a corner as soon
as you read it, I thought I'd sweeten the pot this time around. Dirt
is free on Amazon
today and tomorrow. I hope you'll try a copy and then leave a review if
you like what you read. My father would really appreciate it!
To be honest, I only downloaded the book because I was curious about your context Anna.
Beautiful. I read every word. How lucky you are to have grown up knowing such integrity.
Thanks for sharing, and thank your father for writing it.
I am so happy I caught this post - nno real chance of missing it, though, as I come here every day I LOVE poetry, write some myself, without hyperventilatin'. I bought the book and will read it tonight if I can get the kindle started up. THANK YOU Ana and Ana's Dad