Work, Whether You Whistle or Not

I’ve always believed that being near the soil is good for the soul.  I was raised to learn the value of hard work.  Now wait: that doesn’t mean that I don’t sometimes retreat to my blankies and a good book once in a while because I do.  Obviously, I do.  But I know what it takes to make life work, and it’s work.  It’s as simple as that.

Call me conservative.


I came across this video today, and I wanted to share it with my Dad. Dad worked on Grandpa’s dairy for a long time, so I knew he’d appreciate it. But after I finished watching it, I wanted to share it with all of you because it touched me.
It’s about a Mormon, but that’s not what I loved. I loved his simplistic attitude -his easy smile. Most of all, I love that he can’t seem to be bothered with making a little movie because he’s got WORK to do.

I’m off to take Loretta’s zucchini bread out of the oven and put another batch in.

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