I woke up today knowing what I wanted to plant on my recently started organic farm (think lawyer turned artist and farmer, part-time for now), and realizing I would start a blog.  Many people have suggested blog writing to me.  Until now I thought it was just their way of trying to redirect my e-mails elsewhere.   My interpretation of these many unrelated suggestions must have come from a lack of confidence of sorts.  Not something I am known for, but one of those secret partial truths we all live with.   Sick of lack of clarity, before I went to sleep last night I just asked the question: “what?”  What am I to do with the farm? What am I to do with everything?  How can our wildnerness land…