A Farmer’s Wife

agriculture backyard blur close up

Della’s nails always had earth under them.  Despite the bonnets and sleeves she wore, her skin would never be as milky-white as fashions required, as the folks in town would desire.

She surveyed the plains, ready for tilling and fertilizer.  Her horses swished their tails, her husband stood behind the plow.  In one hand she held the reins to another horse that pulled a wagon laden with manure, and with the other she held a pitchfork ready to toss the fertilizer onto the ground.

This smelly job would enrich the earth and keep the farm running, her family fed.

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This was written for the January 10th Carrot Ranch Challenge, Enrich.  My teeth are doing well, I think, so the alarm is over!

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7 thoughts on “A Farmer’s Wife

    1. My brother once had a science teacher who would accept answers with the wird ‘soil’ but not ‘dirt.’ Ever since then I’ve been hyper aware of the connotations between all those ground-worthy synonyms.

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