Back to the Land

Sarah Wells’ essay about growing up on a farm and raising her kids in a tiny town  is nostalgic but also self-aware of the nostalgia. I love it. If you haven’t been dreaming of a little farm, a piece of land, and a mess of kids, you will after reading this. (The brief depiction of city life is so horrifying that it’s a wonder any of us bear it. Why do we bear it?  Jobs, is why.) Even while awknowledging  that farm work is hard work … it still sounds nice. In my head. And in her essay.

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oiseau (#1,830)

oh my god I just saw this on longreads and already read it over my sad desk lunch so I guess I am a step ahead today! I loved it, too.

Megano! (#124)

Enh, I can just go stay at my relatives if I want the farm experience.

Smallison (#155)

As a person who grew up in a teeny tiny farming community and moved out, cities beat small towns any day.

aetataureate (#1,310)

@Smallison yeah word

@Smallison Agreed! Why do I bear the city? Because I love the city and it stresses me out not at all. You know what stresses me out? An hour long commute, traffic, driving 15 minutes to the corner store, etc. I work 2 miles from my home :) I can bike, I can bus, I can walk, I can drive. And the corner store is actually on my corner.

That’s the life!

Smallison (#155)

@langedangereux Yes, yes and yes.

aetataureate (#1,310)

@langedangereux I just started to say it a bunch of different ways and they were all rude, but . . . the MINDSET of city people is by far the best part about it for me. Take that as you will.

Fig. 1 (#632)

@Smallison I love visiting my parents’ farm but when I stay there I feel the deadly undertow of inertia. It’s hard to describe. It feels like my creativity and life options are closing off, one by one.

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