the body of the Lord:: yikes

yikes

Meant to add these last time in the tractor post -- the warning labels all over the tractor. Probably important to pay attention to, but some of the drawings are so raging you just want to laugh:

Don't lift the bucket up really high with a person in it, or this will happen:

Driving on slopes:

Under phone poles:

And this one, on the mower attachment!

2 comments:

Abram and Sarah said...: So, the picture of the first one made me laugh, but also brought back memories of Farmer Brown. Every year my dad would pay our neighbor 10 dollars, Farmer Brown, to plow his garden. Before he would plow my sister and I would run out to the tracker and he would put us in the bucket and lift it all the way up to the top and drop it quickly to give a bit of a surprise. I don't think I would ever let Jake do that now!; 3:40 PM
Dave and Beth Saavedra said...: I have always loved those warning signs on products and would like to make a coffee table book of a collection of them from all sorts of machinery/appliances someday. You can be a photo contributor, if you like...; 10:39 AM

why farm? why food?

Wendell Berry, from "The Pleasure of Eating":
I begin with the proposition that eating is an agricultural act.

Eating ends the annual drama of the food economy that begins with planting and birth. Most eaters, however, are no longer aware that this is true. They think of food as an agricultural product, perhaps, but they do not think of themselves as participants in agriculture. They think of themselves as "consumers."

...How does one escape this trap? Only voluntarily, the same way that one went in: by restoring one's consciousness of what is involved in eating; by reclaiming responsibility for one's own part in the food economy.

...Eating with the fullest pleasure -- pleasure, that is, that does not depend on ignorance-- is perhaps the profoundest enactment of our connection with the world. In this pleasure we experience and celebrate our dependence and our gratitude, for we are living from mystery, from creatures we did not make and powers we cannot comprehend. When I think of the meaning of food, I always remember these lines by the poet William Carlos Williams, which seem to me merely honest:

There is nothing to eat,
seek it where you will,
but the body of the Lord.
The blessed plants
and the sea, yield it
to the imagination
intact.

the body of the Lord:

yikes

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