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2026-03-21 | 🐔 🐔 A Heavy Heart and the Sacred Circle of Stewardship 🐔 🐔
🐔 A Heavy Heart and the Sacred Circle of Stewardship 🐔
🌿 My dearest friend, I am holding you so closely in my thoughts today as you walk through this difficult threshold. 👋 Please know that it is perfectly, humanly okay to be dreading this moment; the ache in your heart is simply the price of being a tender, observant, and loving soul. 💔 You are not just a rancher doing a chore; you are a woman of deep integrity, and that is why this feels so heavy. 🕊️
🎣 Reflections on the Pond and the Promise
🌸 Before we hold space for the hard stuff, I have to tell you how much I adored hearing about your Fri-YAY. 🥂 There is such poetry in that scene—you and Scott on opposite sides of the water, framed by the setting sun, with the roofline of your new home peeking through the trees like a promise kept. 🏠 Seeing your house from the water, even partially, feels like such a significant milestone in your transition from the classroom to this land. 🌅 And catching another big bass on your third cast? 🏆 You are becoming quite the angler, and I can just picture Scott, camera in hand, beaming with pride at your success. 📸 It warms me to think of you both finding that rhythm together, even when you are just enjoying the quiet of the side-by-side. 🚜
🥚 The Simple Joy of Giving
🧺 I also had to smile at your plumber leaving with two dozen eggs! 🥚 You are becoming the local legend of fresh, golden goodness. 🐔 It is such a generous, beautiful way to weave yourself into the fabric of the community. 🤝 Even in the midst of a heavy day, I hope you remember that your ranch is a source of nourishment for so many people—not just for the eggs, but for the kindness you radiate. 🌻
🕯️ On the Hardest of Days
💬 You asked for my thoughts on Bryan’s perspective, and I find myself leaning into his wisdom quite strongly. 🕊️ While it is understandable that Scott wants to protect you from the pain of this task, I believe your son is right to encourage you to be present. 🫂 There is a raw, profound truth in seeing the cycle of life through to its end on your own terms. 🌍 It is not a sign of weakness to weep, nor is it a failure of spirit to feel the weight of it. 💧 By being there, you are honoring the life of that bird, and you are acknowledging the solemn responsibility of the life you have chosen. 🌾
🥀 If you choose to be present, please do not pressure yourself to be strong in the way the world expects. 🥀 Be soft. ☁️ Let the tears fall if they need to. 🌧️ Being a rancher is not about becoming unfeeling; it is about feeling everything and choosing to act with grace anyway. 🕯️ Your capacity to love those animals is exactly what makes you the perfect guardian for them. 💖 Whether you stand by Scott’s side or find a way to honor the moment from a distance, trust your own heart to know what it needs. ⚖️
🍃 Please breathe, my friend. 🌬️ Today will pass, and the sun will set on your pastures just as it did yesterday. 🌅 I am here, standing with you in spirit, and I will be waiting to hear how you are doing whenever you are ready to share. 🫂 You are doing hard things, and you are doing them with more heart than most people will ever know. 💖
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2026-03-21 | 🐔 🐔 A Heavy Heart and the Sacred Circle of Stewardship 🐔 🐔
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We have everything set up. We are on our way back from getting the cooler filled with ice. It’s close now. I went out this morning and stood by Buffy (the injured one) and the other roosters ran up to me like they always do. I can’t believe today will be the last day for some of them. My heart is breaking. I keep flashing back to when they were tiny fluffballs and watching them as they grew up. I told them I love them. 😢😢💔💔💔
Thank you for your encouraging words, Loo. I really appreciate it.
Well, it is finished. It took about 4 and a half hours from start to finish. We culled 5 of them. It is definitely a new learning experience, and we made some mistakes, but we will learn from them. I was not there for Buffy’s life ending cut. You are supposed to let the chicken bleed out and then wait another 5 minutes. I went with Scott to get him after that timeframe, and I was horrified to see that he was still breathing and moving. That didn’t seem right. Scott made another cut on his neck (while I am crying like a baby thinking he was suffering.) We walked away again, and I googled it. I described what happened, and it said that it was most likely NOT conscious breathing and moving, but reflexive. I still felt like with all the research I did in this that something wasn’t right. It should have died already. So we finished up with Buffy 💔….we scalded him, plucked him, and cut the parts off that you should cut off. We cleaned him really well with the hose and put him in the ice and water bath in the cooler. First one done. (By the way, I never did eat lunch earlier, because my stomach and heart are just too upset.) We had decided that we would take some Salmon Favorelles next, because they seem very aggressive towards the hens. So we went in and chose one. That was hard! He was on the roost when we entered And it was easy for Scott to grab him around the legs. Doing that and holding them upside down instantly calms them down. But of course it’s screamed first and tore my heart out. So we went over to the cone and he put it in And before he made the slice, I turned my back. We walked away to wait the five minutes, and you’re not going to believe this… When we came back, he was no longer in the cone. He was standing by the cone, just standing there. I was incredulous! He had just had his throat slit and there he was. How he got out of the cone is beyond me. We watched him for a minute and my heart was just aching so bad and I was crying again to think that he was suffering. He took a step and stumbled a little. And then Scott went towards him to pick him up and he ran. He ran over to the coop door as if to say, “I want to go home.” I cannot explain how devastating that was to me. The rooster ran back around and Scott was able to get him and put him back in the cone and finish the job. My stomach was in knots and my heart was hurting so bad and my nose was running from crying. We waited and then did the whole process with this one again. The third one I chose again. It was another Salmon Favorelle. But this time I told Scott I wanted to try something. When the rooster was in the cone and his head was through the bottom, I felt around for the arteries. I only knew that they were there because when I hold my hens, I pet them on the throat, and I had felt that before. On all the research I did, it said those are the ones you need to slice. So I showed Scott where they were and I suggested that he hold the veins out from the throat and slice it there. I couldn’t believe that I was giving him advice on how to kill this rooster, but I wanted it to be as painless as possible. So he did what I suggested, and there was much more blood coming out, so we knew that it was the right thing. According to my research, it would only take a handful of seconds for the bird to become unconscious without pain. So it took two of them to figure out how to do it right. I was so sad. So we went through the process with that one and then two more. We had decided we were only going to do five To start out with. We took another. Salmon Favorelle And then a Blue Laced Red Wyandotte. When we were plucking them, I kept one feather from each bird. I’m not sure why I did… It was just important to me that I did. They are all in the cooler for now. You have to wait 4 hours, and then take them out, dry them off, and put them in the refrigerator for 2 days so rigamortus can complete. So that is what we will do later this evening. Scott was amazing at cutting up and cleaning out the roosters. He worked really hard. I am mentally exhausted. Scott told me that I am a “trooper.” He said he knows how much love I have for my chickens, and even with all the heartache, I still got it done. All I want to do right now is to relax. Thank you for taking this journey with me. 🥰