Mr. Berry, small farm advocate, environmentalist, poet,
proud Kentuckian, is living through these dark days of

senseless tariffs, a mean-spirited governor and Mitch
McConnell. Wendell sits on his porch, smoking his pipe,

watching the sunset, hearing the croaks of the toads
in the pond and contemplating the dandelions in his

lawn. He will not shock the flowers with Round-Up;
he might pick some for dandelion wine and leave

the rest to show off their bright yellow splendor in
the deep green grass.