Yet another growing season has come to an end. The wheat stands golden in the field. The soy bean bountiful and bursting thanks to the odd weather that cometh this year. Best yet is the tobacco crops that have given a renewal of much need financial support needed for my withering town. Had it not been for these crops, I and so many others would have dried up and been blown away in the wind.

I've seen my fair share of hardships this year. Blown engines, the destruction of my family and the damaging nature of mother nature. Seen the kindness of strangers and the cruelty of close friends. In the times when i wanted to give up, they was the ones whom picked me up and pointed me in the right direction.

Now i am again a quiet, lone individual sitting and wondering. Finally was graced with enough time to sit and look at the calluses that had grown on my hands. Born from the need and want to live. To keep and protect my simple livelihood and what few earthly possessions i have now. I have secured myself a place in my community and thought slow at first, they are beginning to accept me. Accept the sacrifice's that i have made.

A note to my friends and loved ones here. Though i am gone, I still keep each and every one of you in my thoughts. I wonder how you are and how you've continued in my absence. Please don't hate me for making the decision's that I have but like seasons, there is time for everything. I had mine and it was a pleasant experience. Learnt many things. The nature of people and their ways. In a way you all have helped me see things in a better light and for that I thank you.

In time, another season shall arise and in that time I shall return again. Until then my friends I bid you good luck, good times and good wishes.