Maugwa
Songster
I am a mason. A few years ago I built a block fence for this lady around her back yard. Her and her husband had just bought this old farm house, a few years before, a few miles from a small farm town in an irrigated valley. She was a nice lady and brought me out iced tea and visited several times daily. I found out through her stories that she was upset with all of her neighbors too. They had moved here from some city back East and were going to retire into homesteading. I was building that fence because corn husks accumulated badly in her back yard. She also told me she was allergic to corn pollen and had spoke to all the farmers around her and asked them nicely to plant something else on their farms, but they just keep planting corn anyway. They even had the gall to let people hunt on their farms in spite of her protests. I look around off my scaffold and can see nothing but corn fields all through the valley, but am not surprised. It's been like that at least 100 years, and I think of all the places that must have been for sale that were nearby, but not in the valley - not between the two large canals that farmers get their irrigation water from, and I wonder about people who move to the country, but want to change it to like where they came from. Who want to implement and enforce their ideas on people who have lived there just fine for generations without their special philosophies. I just smiled, and built her a nice fence.
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