About a week ago I was working in my flower beds and heard large machinery noise. We are used to tractors and road graders going by, but we still look up when we hear something big.
This large piece of equipment turned in the driveway. Hmmmm... a spray rig on an organic farm. I set down my shovel and trotted over to meet him.
He'd been given verbal instructions as to where he had to head next. I'm not sure why in this age of smartphones he was told "one street over from _____, west of ____" and not given GPS coordinates, or at least an address on a piece of paper. But at any rate, he was one street over in the wrong direction.
After I headed him in what I thought was the right direction, I mentioned to him that we are a little nervous about spray rigs on our farm. I told him that four years ago we had a field accidentally sprayed by someone who wasn't careful about where he was supposed to spray. And I mentioned that we are an organic farm.
He got quiet and left quickly.