On an early spring day, the fields spread out, glistening again. The wind is still chilly, with night temperatures around zero, but the sun is gaining strength and drying the earth beautifully. Wide-stanced farmers stand beside their barns, where they’ve spent the long winter tending cows, pigs and farm implements. Calm and outwardly impassive, they stand, hands in the ample pockets of their overalls, and from deep within, the work rhythms bubble up.