on farming as heaven

Being amongst people who farm the land using horses and mules and themselves—booted or barefooted as necessary, clad in long skirts and sleeves and bonnets or hats no matter the weather—as my parents and sister and I did for the first twelve years of my life? Is as close to heaven as I ever plan to get in this world or any other.

Thank God for the Amish, neighbors who welcome even the sinner that I am to the heaven that they make on this earth every day.

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