10/28/2025
My family came to Canada and Oregon- they homesteaded 2 Squares of land and had generations of farmers. My niece has a farm, Hard Working folks. Weve seen the fields in Yuma, AZ worked by migrants, sun up to,sun down. Backbreaking work, that those who haven't been around farms, who think everything comes through those silver doors..
I don’t wear a suit, I don’t have an office, and my hands aren’t always clean. 🌾
But every seed I plant, every drop of sweat I give, feeds someone I may never meet.
I’m not looking for fame — only for respect for a job that keeps the world alive.
Behind every meal, there’s a farmer like me — tired, proud, and often forgotten.
If you’re reading this, take a moment to greet those who work the land… because they feed your future. ❤️