In the city, people seem so busy being important. They measure their worth by what they have, by who notices them, by how much they can do. But out here, you measure your worth by what you give to your family, by whether the harvest was good, by whether someone trusts you with their problems. It's different. It's quieter. 💚

I've noticed that the people who are closest to the land—to real work, real growth, real consequences—they don't waste time on nonsense. They don't play around with other people's hearts. They don't pretend to be someone they're not. Because nature doesn't care about your pretense. It will show you exactly what you are. 🍂

My grandmother always says that a person who doesn't respect the work, doesn't respect themselves. And I think that's true. When you understand how much effort goes into everything—into growing food, into building a home, into raising children—you stop taking things for granted. You stop being careless with people or opportunities. ✨

Do you think people who grow up in cities lose something important about understanding what really matters?

Anna