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After the Summer Solstice. Sixty, seventy days maybe. But you still watch the soil. Watch the sky. Farming fol…

After the Summer Solstice. Sixty, seventy days maybe. But you still watch the soil. Watch the sky. Farming follows Heaven. You can't force it.

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