I grew up in a farm town in Indiana. In the early years I played by myself, because there were no other musicians around.
The trouble with energy farming is that the energy isn't always where you want to use it, and it isn't always when you want to use it.
I am working as public relations director for the Tour de France and maintaining my farm.
I'm a cowboy. I wear a hat. I drive a 4x4 Silverado diesel truck. I've got a farm.
One of the central memories of my childhood is of hunting - not well; I am a terrible shot - quail and dove and grouse on a farm on the Tennessee River.
Every factory-farmed animal is, as a practice, treated in ways that would be illegal if it were a dog or a cat.
I grew up working on farms. You'd do anything for money. You'd pick blueberries in the summertime for weeks; you'd cut down, like, spruce and fir trees for pulp.
All poetry is an ordered voice, one which tries to tell you about a vision in the un-visionary language of farm, city, and love.
When Woodstock ended on Monday morning, over 600 acres of garbage was left behind on Max Yasgur's farm. It took over 400 volunteers and $100,000 to remove it all.
Television studios bet the farm on reality shows, where they didn't need any actors and movie studios had no plans for any quality movies that required the presence of me.
One out of every 12 jobs in the economy is connected in some way, shape or form to what happens on the farm.
The Obama administration will continue to fight for a comprehensive immigration solution that includes AgJobs and a stable workforce for our farms.
In between bites of banana, Mr. Remora would tell stories, and the children would write the stories down in notebooks, and every so often there would be a test. The stories were very short, and there were a whole lot of them on every conceivable subj...
Why of course the people don't want war. Why should some poor slob on a farm want to risk his life in a war when the best he can get out of it is to come back to his farm in one piece? Naturally the common people don't want war neither in Russia, nor...
Books were my pass to personal freedom. I learned to read at age three, and soon discovered there was a whole world to conquer that went beyond our farm in Mississippi.
I had bought a farm, was trying to rebuild my life and just looking to be left alone. Then I get charged with perjury strictly for political purposes.
The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which.
Is it not crystal clear, then, comrades, that all the evils of this life of ours spring from the tyranny of human beings?
Now, comrades, what is the nature of this life of ours? Let us face it: our lives are miserable, laborious, and short.
This work was strictly voluntary, but any animal who absented himself from it would have his rations reduced by half.
Manna will definitely fall from above, but it’s gonna fall for those who cultivated “manner farms” on the clouds.
