James Wright loved watching things grow. From as far back as he could remember, he watched bare, sometime dusty fields, slowly cover themselves with coats of green; producing flowers to be admired; plants to feed humanity; and vast acres of grass for grazing animals. The wonders of the land brought him peace of mind during trying times; solutions to troubling problems; answers to difficult questions, and relaxation from stressful days. James Wright loved the land; it was in his blood.