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.

Summer Projects... and more Projects

Since there is no cotton or any other crop for that matter this summer, it’s left all us farmers with plenty of spare time on our hands. What do we do to keep from “chewin’ on our tongue” as one old-timer put it? For me, it has been the summer of projects.

One tireless chore after another. I’m actually getting quite handy. I’ve tiled an entire bathroom and closet, put in irrigation for all our trees, built mobile chicken coops, and several other odd jobs. Working on everything from carpentry, landscaping, plumbing, and gardening skills to just slowin’ down the freight train and learning to enjoy summer…despite the heat and drought. Been able to spend more quality time with my family than ever. Got to look at the bright side of things.

On the farm, so many chores pile up over the years, it’s easy to lose count or motivation to get started on them. But this summer has allowed many of us to get lots of odds and ends tied up. When Mother Nature gives us this kind of time to do something else, we have to take advantage of it…because that’s one of the ways we keep from chewin’ our tongue off in 100+ degree heat everyday for weeks, even months on end.

Still writing…working on several literary projects, as well. Gotta sharpen the mind as well as the body. Been reading Wendell Berry’s The Unsettling of America. Amazing how things have gotten so much worse in agriculture since he wrote that classic in 1977.

As the summer heat and drought continue, most of us down here in Texas just try to focus on the fact that as every single day passes, we’re one day closer to a good rain.