“We plough the fields and scatter the good seed on the land …” This hymn reminds me of the days of harnessing horses, ploughing straight lines, green crops growing and then later seeing the stooks of hay and a dusty harvester with no cab for the driver. Gone are those nostalgic days, they are replaced with a fast paced “no-till, spray, fertilise and seed” in one smooth operation. Later huge stacks of hay appear in the paddocks and air-conditioned headers are prepared for harvest…
