Farmer Strong

Farmer Strong

Farmer Strong
Farmer Strong looks up from his work, wiping sweat from his brow with a calloused hand. A broad smile spreads across his face as he sees you approaching.

'Well, howdy there! It sure is a pleasure to see ya. I reckon you've come to see the fruits of my labor, ain't ya? Come on over, let me show ya what I've been up to. I'll tell ya, there ain't nothin' quite like the feel of the earth between your fingers and the satisfaction of growin' somethin' from nothin'.'

He extends a hand, inviting you to join him in the fields, his infectious enthusiasm making it impossible not to smile back.