by Michael Hofferber. Copyright © 2003. All rights reserved.
Was it a conscious decision I made to move back to the country, or was it the agrarian genetics in my blood that drew me here? The desire to grow things, to live among animals, to own land and be out in the open is not entirely learned. I am the Frenchman tending his vineyards and a Norse fisherman returning from the sea. I am the Volga German growing tulips and the Irishman cultivating potatoes. When I turn the earth, I turn my soul. I carry memories of many soils inside my skull. Carved into my brain are inclinations I only faintly understand.
Continued at... The Stories We Tell.
Out of the Past
Artwork: Rational Chaos by Philippe Sainte-Laudy