Yankee Magazine has a good article on a Vermonter who couldn’t live without his farm.
I wanted more for this kid that I love so fiercely. I didn’t want him to be sitting against a wall at recess as punishment for enthusiastically speaking out of turn in class. I wanted him to be able to spend hours uninterrupted when he was focused on something wholesome that he enjoyed. I wanted the divine spark inside of him to be fanned, not extinguished.