As any old-fashioned farmer knows, one day on a farm is much like any other, and the weather, the particular tool that needs repair, and the horse that just fell in love with another provide the backdrop for a natural rhythm of life that does not really change. Given this continuity, a daily blog might appear unvaried, as perhaps the Farmer’s Almanac for one year greatly resembles that of another. Nevertheless, the seemingly inconsequential details are indispensable to the significance and beauty of what happens at Road’s End Farm, and keeping up with the herd and its valiant servants, or with the Farm and its stalwart caretakers, is an understandable desire, since we are all a part of the family that has preserved Road’s End Farm for generations.
