As I’ve often said, I am wary of the deluge of advice brought by social media. Generally, fools don’t take advice and smart people can figure things out for themselves. Sometimes advice is good and needs to be heard. I realize I have problems being around the farm when it is being shown. Mostly I want to strangle the people who come in and cluck about not having an attached garage or  a modern kitchen. If I don’t want to strange them, I want to take them out to the barns and show them the view and hope they love the farm the way I do. Either way, not healthy. I give good tours and the realtor thinks I’m a great salesman for the farm because I love it, but I see I am too emotional about it.

Maria says I definitely should not be here this morning when someone comes to look at the farm at 9 a.m. So do some wise friends on Facebook. If they love the farm, we’ll have lunch or dinner later. In the meantime I am taking Red and getting the hell out of here, going to the new farm to water our trees and maybe to start scoring the wallpaper in the living room. Then, back home to finish up the Frieda book and send it back to my editors Hannah Elnan and Jen Smith. I am always learning new things about myself and most of them are not all that pretty. But I am also learning to listen, and if you can listen, you can learn.