The impersonal concrete rollers that, as a rule, ruin the environment here, have contributed to making everything look like it spoils a person. Because the silo, as well as the barns, the corn cobs, no matter how big they are, there is one special emotion when the host fills them with the harvest: satisfaction and relief from the vital work done, having food, having to eat, gives security that the family overcome winter and wait for spring, until the first fruits. We who choose between 20 types of bread in megamarkets do not understand that. It must be worked with the earth, it must be worked from morning till tomorrow, you must respect it as a parent because it feeds you, everything must pass through your hand, from the first lump of earth to the last grain of grain thrown into a silo or barn


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