Living his best life
Living his best life
This must be a common thing with farmers.
My dad told me a story once.
When he was young (1950’s), he and his dad were spraying a field in the Mississippi Delta. He decided to get off the tractor to walk around and try to catch some toads. He eventually got tired and found some flowers, picked them and laid down to take a nap holding the flowers over his belly. At the end of the day his dad started looking for him. After a while his dad found him, laying in the field with flowers over his belly. He thought he was dead.
Her grandfather sleeps in a fucking field despite likely owning a bed.
I’m pretty sure there is a connection.