Today was the day we dispatched our pigs. I have been petrified of them since we got them... so they have been one homestead chore that rested complete on Mitch’s shoulders. Each and every day he’d walk a kilometre up our back hill to feed and water them. Every week he moved them to fresh ground. He worked hard for them, and they worked hard for us...tilling long-neglected pasture.
Raising animals for food is a lot of work. Raising animals in a way that is restorative and regenerative for the land is even more work. But months later, we thank them for their time here on the farm. And we thank them for the sacrifice of life that they give to us so we can raise our boys on the healthiest, organic meat possible.
Days like today are not fun, but they are full of respect and honour.