So it all started last fall when I removed my head from my ass and realized that I had to get a real job before we became the next foreclosure statistic.

And I went and got myself hired at an egg farm and that was okay, even if I came home smelling like, well, an egg farm.  The people were cool and the work kept me busy. 

Then a neighbor told me about a job at a seed company.  I pretty much blew off the idea at first, but decided that I didn’t have anything to lose by submitting a resume. 

And now for fun at my new job I’m flexing some photographic muscle and making soybean art to decorate the office walls.  Watch for more to come as we follow soybeans through their many phases throughout the year…