Composting

The Things of Ashes, Dust, and Pilgrims

It rained yesterday. The short, gloomy day of celebrating my birth. It's funny for me to be born in the short days of fall when I crave the long, warm days of summer. I watched as the browned fall leaves of my Momma's large sycamore became heavy with water, fell to the ground, and formed puddles along the edges of her driveway. A rainy autumn leaf rests delicately on vibrant green clover, capturing the serene transition from fall to winter. I can barely remember my age when

Elia Fant

Oct 306 min read

A photo collage illustrating the Fant Farm legacy, shwing: daughters by a tractor, a close-up of pecans on a tree, a child gathering pecans, a harvest-ready cotton field, a family on a farm road, and a sunset from a tractor seat.

The Soul of The Harvest: A Farm's Lesson in Resilience and Letting Go

"True resilience is knowing what to release-what to stop spending energy on-to survive the hard season. This is what fall on the farm teaches us."

Elia Fant

Oct 225 min read

An expansive, sun-drenched aerial view of a farm field at sunrise, depicting a visual timeline of agricultural progress. In the foreground, a modern yellow Komatsu loader is actively turning large piles of dark compost, with a trommel machine nearby. Further back, a 1950s-era red tractor is planting rows in the field. In the far distance, a farmer from the 1930s is visible, operating a horse-drawn plow. The scene is hazy with morning light, dust, and steam, showcasing neatly planted rows extending towards the horizon under a cloudy sky.

Why We Can't Just Go Away

"We're appealing. We believe we'll win because state law is on our side, because the constitution matters, because what we do isn't just legal - it's necessary."

Elia Fant

Oct 225 min read