Then as soon as they get here, they'll do like all slickers do, they'll enjoy the new life immensely for about two months and then they'll start complaining because the farm next door has stinky cows on it, the nearest little town doesn't have a mall, they can't get a cup of Starbucks coffee and there's no nightlife.
Sorry, I'm about to go off on a rant.
Here's an excerpt from the story about the 'shroom growers:
Rick Hanks, a former designer and artist in Kansas City, dropped his paint brushes and cameras and replaced them with plastic bags and microgreens when he made the move to Hughesville six years ago. Now, his studio sits in an old hog barn and his artwork consists of black bags hanging from the ceiling at Beau Solais Farm.There are teenagers in the family, according to the story, and there is no indication they are unhappy with their rural life. They moved six years ago, so the kids were young enough not to set up a huge howl about moving to "the sticks" as most citified teenagers would.
"I grow all my art now," Rick said.
Rick, his wife, Anita and their three children, Patrick, 11, Katie, 16, and Cassandra, 19, have been growing oyster mushrooms, microgreens and heirloom tomatoes at their farm for almost six years.
"It's a family business," Rick said. "We're trying to grow things that other farms don't." While living in Kansas City, the family thought it would try to grow mushrooms. A small room in the basement produced the first batch of fungi.
Here's a new prediction: We're going to be inundated with mushrooms in Missouri, grown by transplanted city slickers.