Becoming an urban farmer: Day One

I began to think about becoming a farmer a couple of years ago during my last visit to Memphis. That weekend my high school was celebrating our 20th year reunion. I have always been stressed as a city dweller. That means quite a lot considering how much I loathed visiting relatives in the country back home. I was too wrapped up in television to ever feel comfortable with silence. My fear of dogs assured I wouldn't stray too far from the front porch.