Reply #90: Beautiful, indeed. [View All]

[Skidmore]

Love the veggie porn. Nothing beats the smell of the earth in the early morning or the smell of plants when the dew comes down. Even in winter time when the field grow furrows of snow, the land has a beauty that nothing manmade can rival. It stretches out to the horizon and is the constant from the hopeful birthing of the morning sun to the glorious culmination of the dying day as the old sun sinks beyond it. It is this soil, this land, this nation in which we plant our dreams.