I grew up on a farm and am thankful for those who do that day in and day out. My father isn't a farmer but he does a very good job faking it. He has a garden...which isn't just your typical 3-4 rows of cucumbers and tomatoes. I think he's up to 30+ rows and does most of the work from his tractor, or so I thought. I was back at home for the Easter holiday and ended up getting put to work. I'm not a farmer. But I won't ever complain about paying $2 for a tomato. Planting those are hard work!
Each one has to be planted by hand after you've stretched the black ground cover. Multiply that by 52... You're talking back pain and a farmer's tan in no time!
You can't see them but there's vegetables in those rows. We planted potatoes, beets, tomatoes, squash, cucumbers, zucchini, onions, and so much more. But, we're not done. In a few weeks it will be time for peas and corn. The work never ends.
After I came home I decided to be crafty and make my dad a little gift for his
farm garden. These are going on stakes and will mark all of our hard work... I never grew up wanting to be a farmer but it can be fun to pretend every once in a while.