Running a farm business drives me quackers most days. As I look ahead into the thick grass for the future pork and beef needs of our restaurants, our off-the-farm customers, our grocery stores and our own family, I struggle with keeping track of the projects just behind me. Such as maintaining the rules and regs of Organic Certification and managing our raw milk business ? Often while trying to keep my eyes both ahead and behind me I will step my big webbed feet into a pile of warm excrement. Hey ?! Where did that come from ?! Fortunately, I am duck like, and most bothersome things do pretty much roll off my back. The bottom of my feet however are a very different story. Now where did I put that pond ?