I can think of few things that are sweeter than producing your own food. The backbreaking work of tending the land is worth it when you can step outside of your kitchen door and grab something tasty to eat. The crispness of just-picked arugula, the sweetness of tomatoes fresh off the vine, the sweet sugary tartness of your own apricots, and the knowledge that what you are eating is clean, free of antibiotics and pesticides, is worth it.
I hadn't been back on a farm since I left William's Island Farm in the fall of 2010. Little did I know, as my tears fell into the acidic Tennessee soil, that two years later I would be doing the same thing, though thousands of miles south on a little farm in Colombia.