On a mission

Even though the weather was threatening today, my  friend Linda rode with me to the Peachtree handspinners guild meeting . Helped the ride go really fast. The normal crowd was way off. Many things going on this weekend. I worked late Friday evening carding rovings to sale. Thanks to the many shoppers that bought fibers to support this farm. One of the few  American grown and made fiber businesses, still hanging on by a yarn. In the 80's many farms were auctioned off in our area. I wondered why these farmers hung on until the banks sold them out, losing everything, their farms, homes, and families.Why didn't they get out when they saw how bad it was getting. Were they optomistic that things would turn around? Or were they just too tied up with the farm to let go?  This life is more than a job to most farmers, it becomes a part of you and who you are.