Taking all of this into account, we have to account for the future we want. What kind of environment, landscape, food, quality of life and culture do we want? Hence, it is a question of returning to the agriculture of the future.
We are becoming increasingly aware that the only option for agriculture comes from growing the plants we are going to eat and raising the animals we need for them, eating or not. We need animals to bring the earth to life. And without living land, we have a party. Chemical agriculture kills the land, and behind it are all the plants with hydroponics suffixes, aquapony and ponia, which make us sick and kill us.
Whether it's animal, animal or livestock, where we grow the land, we have its need. It is he who creates the raw material that gives our land the most beautiful life: manure. Manure shall be manure or seasoning. That it forms the basis of healthy food on earth. That basis is biodiversity, that's the key to health.
You see the animal in the meadow and come to that grass. Is there something like a rich meadow? Looking at the meadow and seeing the abundance of plants is beautiful. The best thing, however, is the order of grass and plants that occurs throughout the year in the same meadow. One of cooling, of growth and of hostility, the other of flowering, the next of maturation, the one of a little beyond hanging and sewing the seeds to the wind… So all year round.
What about animals? If the meadow is rich, the animal will not be missing, eating each other and eating the other. In the meadows back home, on the grass, a long bunch of crows, pigs, pigs, rabbits, birds, birds, birds, birds, birds, birds and birds are stirred at picotazos and scratches. They also graze the mare and the sheep. Regarding the latter, the rales and the herons. I often see an urachus in the back of sheep picotting between the lans, eating bacas or ticks. He also walks between the branches of the ox, certainly, in flies. The white garza also runs around cows and hazelnuts, catching the flies of his face, recording the multitude of insects that scare his weed and approaches his brows. Also in the back and in the group, especially when lying down; to hunt better from the hill... She also cares for the mare, known as a cowboy chick.