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October 15, 2009


We raised a batch of chickens this spring and we also got a wide range of reactions.

The third time someone asked my sister why I would want to raise my own chickens, she decided her kids would help with the processing, so they wouldn't grow up thinking it was "weird" to know where your food comes from, to have a hand in giving it a good life, and even ending that life.

There's a recognition that all life is interrelated. No creature lives but at the expense of others and even though it sometimes seems sad, it's also beautiful. I do admit I cried.

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