When I was 13, my family bought a farm in Monkey's Elbow, Kentucky. I was used to the fast pace of the city I had lived in, Frankfurt. I thought moving from a city to a more rural area wouldn't have much of an effect on me, but it was so, so big. In the late summer of 2012 my family purchased the farm I now live on, located along Highway 146. The trips between our homes were unbearable. Duration approximately three hours each from the farm to Frankfurt several times a day. My family finally moved out to the farm completely around June of 2013, there was so much work to do. The previous owners had twenty-three cats, two pet raccoons and three dogs. They had made such a mess of that place. The breeze smelled like raccoons and cat pee, but there was an even bigger mess with the landscaping due to the negligence of the last owners. The owners had not maintained their fence lines or the land they had. During the first month we were there, we had taken down at least two hundred fence posts and removed at least five miles of barbed wire that had only become rotten due to vines and other...