For that matter, New Mexico is on my mind. It has been over a year since I set out on this journey to preserve farmland with my family and community. The experience has forced me to examine my heritage, and question who I thought I was. Most people who have known me since I was a child probably would not have guessed that I would be embracing my agricultural roots so tightly. And yet, when I returned to New Mexico after graduating with my Master of Public Policy degree, I felt more than just a deep sense of pride as I went through the old photos and news articles about my grandparents’ farm and career successes-- I wanted to be part of that story.
So, I finally learned how to drive a tractor, work the land, can jams, and be brave enough to speak about the importance of preserving farmland. While I’ve always been surrounded by agriculture, it took me a long time to really GET IT, and to understand why it is worth fighting to protect. You don’t have to become a farmer to enjoy fresh air, local food, majestic views, or cranes grazing in a cornfield.
As the campaign comes to a close, I am reminded that none of this would have been possible if not for the tireless efforts of the community that has rallied to preserve farmland in Corrales. Thank you for making New Mexico a better place to live!
For those who have not yet voted for Bond #4, you know what to do.
Those keeping me presentable: Gertrude Zachary Jewelry, Cruel Denim, Lane Boots
Photography by Damian Wagner