"In autumn 2004 I
became a landowner. There had never been any farmers in our family. So over the
next couple of years I did what my mother, my grandfather, and my
great-grandfather had done: On the 11th of November I checked my bank account
for the rent." With a fine sense of humor and poetic vision, the author
undertakes six attempts to approach her property. By trying to get in touch
with her field, she submerges deeply in the past, the future, and the
administration.
