Beneath the gently rolling Loretto Hills of Kentucky, 11-year-old Zoey Allen rides bareback through fields of corn and soybean while her grandfather, shirtless and leather-skinned, walks methodically through rows of freshly cut hay. “I’m as good as any farmer,” Jackie Allen told me that day. And at 62, he looks the part. The 260 acres under his feet, established by his grandfather before him, are indeed the only world he’s ever known. His face and hands hold the unmistakable texture of someone intimate with hard work. Standing next to him, his granddaughter exudes the same grit. Together, the Allens represent the best that American farms have to offer. They are the summation of generational knowledge and skill passed down through family lineage. And for centuries the world has benefitted from this tradition of generational intimacy with the land. But as industrialized agriculture continues to grow, and traditional farms continue to consolidate across America, the Allens have begun to creatively diversify just to stay afloat. From dairy farmer to logger, horse trainer to professional fisherman, “Jackrabbit” Allen’s role has evolved over the years to meet his family’s need. And for young Zoey, embracing her “natural gift” is her own way of contributing to the farm’s declining revenue – helping her grandfather train horses for Kentucky’s agricultural elite.