a day in the life of a latvian mom

Oh no… this is not what I expected to feel today!

We chose to live here for a reason. Not for convenience, not for perfect roads or quick access to everything—but for the quiet. For the space. For the feeling that nature is allowed to just be. All around us, there have only been natural fields. No crops, no chemicals, no intensive farming. Just grass growing freely, cut down once or twice a year for hay. A simple rhythm. A peaceful one. Something that felt… safe.

But today, I looked out the window and saw a tractor across the road. Not just passing through—but working. Turning everything upside down. Deep lines carved into the earth where there used to be soft grass moving in the wind.

It’s probably going to become a proper field now. Something planted. Managed. Controlled. And with that comes the question that’s been sitting heavy in my chest all day:

Will there be chemicals?

I don’t know yet. Maybe it will be something gentle. Maybe it will still be respectful to the land. I really, really hope so.

Because once that changes… it changes more than just the view. It’s the air. The soil. The feeling of living in a place where nature is not pushed too hard.

I know change is normal. Land gets used. People farm. This is not wrong. But when you’ve gotten used to a certain kind of quiet harmony, even small changes feel big.

So today I’m just sitting with this uneasy feeling, looking out the window a little more often than usual.

Ilze