This is really interesting. Ever since last year I have become interested in getting back to the land. I don't think I can become a farmer at 42 but I certainly would like a home on a large plot of land in the country to plant a large garden and perhaps have a few animals. When I was growing up we had both egg laying chickens and gamecocks on our property. My parents had a garden which had cabbage, collards, tomatoes, cucumbers and squash. I never needed an alarm clock because there was a rooster across the road that woke me up about 5:30 am every morning. Those were the good old days. My parents were school teachers so they had the summers free. Me and my sister Elisabeth had to shell peas and shuck corn in the summers. I also spent a summer or two with my maternal grandmother who made everything fresh and a lot of it came from her garden. So there is something to tilling the soil. The more humans discover the more ancient ways of existing makes sense. I think I have to get to gardening!Here is the article he was referring to: Antidepressant Microbes in Soil: How Dirt Makes You Happy.
The article details how there are antidepressant microbes in the soil that give off a similar effect as medications like Prozac. Gardening and working in the soil is therapeutic and aids in elevating symptoms of depression, anxiety, stress, and bipolar disorders.
So, for those of you who garden, how do you feel?