Son of a Farmer

“Everything is connected. That bond is what keeps this Planet dancing round in poetic choreography. That connection is what keeps us all alive. What we do to the Earth, we do to ourselves. If we are capable of destruction, we are most certainly capable of healing. ” – Eric Herm

Eric Herm, (organic farmer, author, activist and musician) translates modern day agriculture and life through various mediums and venues in his own unique West Texas manner. With plow, pen, guitar and sarcastic wit, Herm plunges forward into a world of tumbleweeds, sandstorms, droughts, GMOs, and rural existence.

About Eric

Eric Herm was raised on a cotton farm near Ackerly, Texas. He left the farm to pursue other interests and played football at Abilene Christian University, where he somehow managed to graduate with a degree in broadcast journalism. He worked in sports television broadcasting, but Herm soon chose the life of a vagabond. He lived and worked in Colorado and Alaska, writing about his adventures along life’s highway.

Traveling extensively through America, Mexico, Europe and Northern Africa, he witnessed a multitude of lifestyles, personalities, and cultures. Throughout his travels, these experiences helped open his mind to the endless possibilities of living life to the fullest. In 2005, Herm returned to the land that has been in his family for almost 90 years and started his life as a farmer all over again.

As a naturalist, Herm continues to seek a more balanced relationship between his family’s farm and Mother Nature. In his book, Son of a Farmer, Child of the Earth, he details the transformation of himself and his family farm. His book Surviving Ourselves takes a more in-depth look at our relationship with Nature and how it impacts every level of our existence.

Through a fist-full of tumbleweeds and sandstorms, Herm plunges forward with sarcastic wit, creative perspectives, and a glass half-full. Raising two beautiful boys, he and his partner Jennie Holt live on his great-grandparents' original homestead in Howard County. 

Being a fourth generation West Texas farmer, I’ve heard and seen lots of things. But every year brings with it something different with new challenges. While I fled the family farm many a year ago, something brought me back, and I’m glad I’m here again. All four of my great-grandfathers were stewards of the land, along with both my grandfathers, and my dear ol’ Dad. Like I had a choice? That earth gets into your fingernails enough years, it seeps into your blood.

There is a connection between a farmer and the earth. We’re gatekeepers of sorts. Guardians of the land. The problem is there is not many of us left. My generation is almost non-existent, and we’ve got to change those numbers soon. Prices dictated by large corporations and ignorance dictated by politicians in Washington (who are in cahoots with the corporations) are doing nothing to save the family farm, nothing to save the American farmer. Ask yourself, what will we do in this country without farmers, without ranchers?
We’re learning more every day in agriculture. And the hardest fact most farmers have to swallow is we have to change our ways, ideas, and methods so that we’re more in harmony with Nature, not manipulating Her. Like Charles Darwin said, “It’s not the smartest or strongest who survive, it’s the ones willing to change.”

One thing is for certain around here – and that is you can never be too certain. As a dryland cotton farmer, you plant the seed and take your chances. You say a little prayer and take a shot of tequila. Some years, more tequila is required than others.
— Eric Herm