Growth

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Amid all the new technology, it was amazing that nature could yet produce beauty man could not replicate.

Darrel was tired, but happy.  As daylight faded, he wiped the dried salt from his brow with hands caked in grit.  The machines did almost everything, but he still liked to get his hands dirty.  Now, as the rains came, he paused to enjoy a spectacle of color in the fading light; a well-earned reward for a hard day’s work.

There weren’t many of them left.  Farmers.  Growing food was a job for robotics and precise computers, but they were still out there, nursing a battered Earth back to health.  For generations his family had worked the land; his father, before the war, his grandfather before that.  Now, the task fell to him.  The farmhouse was gone, but the fields remained.

His modest trailer wasn’t much to look at; his cabin on Braun 4 had been nearly as spacious.  But now, standing on firm ground, breathing fresh air, there was nowhere he’d rather be.

Written for the FFfAW Challenge – Week of January 16, 2018.  Word count: 175.  Read other stories based on this prompt at InLinkz.com.

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  1. The family farm is dying, killed off by Big Agri. *sigh*

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  2. Hopefully the farmer always keeps his hands dirty. Nice idea for the view

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  3. Looks he’s just got the pink slip but is in the pink of health now that he’s connected to his roots. A very good story.

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  4. Great story. I like the approach to the topic, the flow of the story and the plot. The thing I like the most is a character, unyielding to the modern time and problems that strike his land. Just beautiful 😀

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  5. We’re already at the stage of needing to repair the damage we have done to a lot of land for various reasons – this sounds like something a lot worse may have happened on top of that.

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  6. michael1148humphris January 16, 2018 — 9:46 am

    I felt his pleasure at being connected to the soil. I suspect that many of humanities current ills are aggravated by the breaking of this link

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  7. A great story about a contented man! Loved all the descriptions in your story. Great story!

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  8. I find that I really like Darrel. He likes to get his hands dirty just like his forefathers. That’s even though robots did most of the work. I like this. Even with spaceships and interstellar colonies, we’ll still need farmers.

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  9. In the not so distant future…A true son of the soil that one.

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