A little trip down memory lane for me with some very pretty tobacco blooms in full glory and the field just ready for being topped. This is more a photo essay then anything else.
Farming with horses has become a lost art, but there are those few and proud that still exercise the practice and if you look you can find someone to teach you some basics.
Having local food that is grown in traditional methods is the right way to do things as opposed to quick fixes, short-cuts and the cost of (both money and environmental) of shipping food across the country.
I am really not very fond of Monsanto as a company and the Roundup product that they have makes me even less fond of them. It is pretty much a poison when you get down to it.
