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Yesterday we looked into the sky. A strange haze hung in the air that smelled faintly like smoke. We turned on the news to see that it was from the wildfires burning 3,000 miles away.

I’ve often pondered on how agriculture is paired with not only feeding everyone, but how agriculture has also teamed up with other products and services that have gone mainstream.

There are two types of people in the world – dreamers and doers. Most farmers are doers; we like to visibly see the progress we’re making. But I’ll admit I’m a bit of a dreamer. I need a creative outlet.

Summer is officially in the rearview mirror, and teachers and kids are back in school. For some, the feeling of being back in the classroom is nearly electric – especially after the turbulent year that was 2020 thanks to COVID-19.

Living in the Midwest, I watch the weather a lot. Checking the forecast is a daily occurrence, at least. Some days, it’s hourly or every 15 minutes as a storm approaches.

The sultry August day my grandfather passed away, I walked up the path under the willow trees. I noticed the group gathered around my grandfather’s lawn chair. I knew he was there. Tears stung my eyes. I couldn’t join the group.