I am alone, old, too old. the hands are torn and the bones tired, but the love for my farm motivates me to do the things that need to be done. But time did not stand still, the knowledge long outdated, the orchards not productive enough.Instead of Fishing rods, you need nets, big nets. I need help and I got it through you, the unique and friendly people of the Farmer Community. May the strength still be enough for an old man to climb the tower and help those who come after me.