Work

Most of us do. But why would anyone want to trade a nice comfy office job to work in the fields, tending vines, being constantly vigilant against insects and disease, confronting alien foliage?

It's the smell of the earth, a fresh rain, blisters and sore muscles at the end of the day and beginning of the next. It is the intimate connection to something living that can, if carefully tended, yield a beverage that should only be shared.