Working The Rice Paddies
Well not anymore…Not since I decided to get out there amongst a paddy to feel what it is like.
Off stable ground I step foot on to the field, yet my feet keep sinking lower and lower like quicksand. A little scared, I began to relax and let the Earth eat me up until I the mud reached the top of me knee caps.
It is murky, squishy between your toes with a frog here and there … and keeping your balance is a necessity (especially for the vertically challenged like myself) as falling over here is not an option.
Yet somehow these farmers walk or trudge being a better word, around in this all day. How the @#$% do they do it? I TAKE MY HAT OFF TO THEM. Yes…the one I am wearing here!
What Friggin’ Hard Work!
Have a rice day…