Glory
You're feeding the world.
Without you, we'd starve. We're like helpless baby birds, and you're like the mama bird, diligently feeding us come rain or shine. If that sounds like glory to you...then yeah, farming is glorious.
You're feeding the world.
Without you, we'd starve. We're like helpless baby birds, and you're like the mama bird, diligently feeding us come rain or shine. If that sounds like glory to you...then yeah, farming is glorious.