Non-Farmer in the Dell

I’ve never considered myself a farmer.  Sure, I plant a garden each summer.  Even I can grow lettuce and tomatoes and green beans and such.  But a farmer?  No.  Except  when I’m watching over my sister’s place for her.  Except when I’m caring for her goats and chickens and gathering the eggs.

But even then I’m not a real farmer.  I know that for sure because I don’t know the answers to farmer-type questions.

What does  one do when an old goat dies?

What does one do when stubborn hens have a secret escape hatch and you can’t find it?

What does one do when squirrels snatch away the eggs faster than you can run from one nest to the next?

What does one do when the animals all seem to snicker at the phony farmer?

I have no idea. Which is why I know for positive sure that I should stick to lettuce and tomatoes and green beans in my own backyard.  (Okay, maybe I’ll take in a kitten, but it will have to grow up to be a city cat.)

But here’s what my short stint as a quasi farmer taught me: I can do anything I have to do.  Anything! 

And that feels really, really good.

Looks like Bugsy and Martin, who showed me how to live like someone left the gate open :)

About kaystrom

Kay Marshall Strom, who am I? Well, I’m a traveler, a railer against social injustice, a passionate citizen of the world. I’m a follower of Jesus Christ. I’m a 21st century abolitionist who speaks out against slavery of all kinds. I am a beach walker and a gardener and the off-key singer of songs. I’m a wife, a mother, a sister, a daughter, a friend. Most people, though, know me as a writer and a speaker. So here is a bit more about that part of my life: Of my 43 published books, seventeen have been translated into foreign languages, and two have been optioned for movies. My writing credits include magazine articles, books for children, short stories, television scripts and two prize-winning screenplays. I love to write, and speak, about topics close to my heart. I speak at seminars, retreats, writer’s conferences, and special events throughout the country. And because I enjoy travel, I even speak on cruise ships. Because I don’t see how a writer can really reflect another people and land without spending time there, I’ve been trekking through India, China, Indonesia, Cambodia, Nepal, Sudan, Senegal, Morocco, Tunisia, and Egypt, Japan and South Korea, tape recorder and camera in hand, to gather stories from the world-wide family of God. Thanks to my “virtual friendship” with John Newton, 17th century slave ship captain turned preacher, I traveled through Ireland. In West Africa I toured an old slave fortress off the coast and saw a tiny set of baby manacles bolted to the wall. I was struck dumb. From that horror came a story question, and from that question, my foray into fiction: The Grace in Africa trilogy. Come join me as I travel and rail against injustice. Maybe you will choose to be a 21st century abolitionist too.
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5 Responses to Non-Farmer in the Dell

  1. B.J. Taylor says:

    Ha! A farmer. Add that to you many talents. Way to go, Kay!

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