Was thinking about this little adventure of mine (okay, “our” adventure if you count Twee and the cracked ribs, sunken cow and brown Swedish barn) and I got to thinking about working the land, not because you make money off it, but because it’s yours and Man’s urge to make (or remake) nature as you see fit… not to be all nostalgic or anything, but it reminded me of this…

How many of you all remember The Band? Yeah, those guys.

I was just thinkin…. we never shoulda lost that damn war… wouldn’t have 90% of the problems we got today if we won… just sayin’…. Richmond fell on Monday, April 3rd, 1865 at 8:15am. Saddest day in the history of the South…

Now I don’t mind choppin’ wood,
and I don’t care if the money’s no good.
Ya take what ya need and ya leave the rest
But they should never have taken the very best..

The night they drove old Dixie down
And the bells were ringing
The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the people were singing
They went, “La, la, la”

Like my father before me, I will work the land
And like my brother above me, who took a rebel stand.
He was just eighteen, proud and brave,
but a Yankee laid him in his grave.
I swear by the mud below my feet,
You can’t raise a Caine back up when he’s in defeat.

The wicked flee when none pursueth..." - Proverbs 28:1