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For known weather-related reasons, the turkeys have opted for the shelter of the range pens over the free-range.

Welcome to Betsy, Ambrosia, and Eowyn’s as-yet-unnamed calf.

An evening snow fell lightly, large flakes drifting east.  Yet a small chorus of spring peepers cut in with their high-pitched staccato chirps telling us the spring house pond dwellers have awakened.  It is, after all, April.

Owen and I took a bale to the cattle on the west side of the creek. As we came up the hill we saw a bald eagle swoop down out of sight. We crested the hill and were given a beautiful view of its white head and black plumage. Exploring further, we found that it …

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