For me life is a series of cycles that make it zoom along at the speed of light. Now that we are back in school, fields of tobacco are beginning to be harvested and hung in barns to dry.
Although we do not grow tobacco on our farm, my husband's family grew a crop each year when he was growing up. It is a labor intensive crop that uses time honored methods of hand cutting, hanging the stalks on sticks and placing them in barns.
In fact the dear husband and his identical twin brother, (yes, there are two of them), grew tobacco as a way to raise money for their first car.
It is a plant that comes with a lot of history and controversy.