My never ending struggle...
"Cursed is the ground because of you; through painful toil you will eat of it all of the days of your life. It will produce thorns and thistles for you, and you will eat the plants of the field"
Labels: Farmin'
Soils, Syncopations, Solitude
Labels: Farmin'
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Though the fig tree does not bud and there are no grapes on the vines
though the olive crop fails and the fields produce no food
though there are no sheep in the pen
and no cattle in the stalls,
yet I will rejoice in the Lord,
I will be joyful in God my savior.
Habakkuk 3:17-18
8:10 AM, June 18, 2007
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