Character: WALTER, 20-30s.
WALTER: I liked taking a seed and putting it in the ground and watching that seed make many, many different things that people could eat.
I liked seed metaphors, like how watching a seed grow up through the concrete was similar to the resilience of the human spirit.
I liked picking dirt out from underneath my fingernails at the end of the day.
I liked how some plants complimented each other and made the other grow stronger when you planted them next to each other, like tomatoes and basil.
I liked how those foods seemed to taste the best together as well. Like these two plants wanted to be together until the end.
I liked working so hard with my body that I never had to worry about sleeping well at night.
I liked sneaking a bite of the snap peas during the summer harvest. So fresh and crisp.
I liked having purple-stained fingers after a day of berry picking.
I liked the view of the rolling hills. The big sky. The animals that would sneak by. The wind cooling you on a hot day. The birds in the spring. The crisp air of the fall. The cycle. The seasons.
I liked it when people said, “you only need a doctor once in your life, but you need a farmer everyday.” Because everyone has to eat.