Saturday, April 21, 2012

Hope Springs Eternal

Hope springs eternal in the human breast;
Man never Is, but always To be blest:
The soul, uneasy and confin'd from home,
Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
 In the midst of blizzards and ice, wind and frigid temperatures, barren land and dark skies, what is it that keeps us going? How is it that we sit down at night and say to our tired bodies and minds, "It gets better." "We have something to look forward to." "The glass is half-full."

Hope springs eternal. 

We've heard this many times and as we look around us during this lovely spring, we see our mid-winter thoughts of hopefulness and optimism blossoming in the fields. We hear the peeps and chirps of the newly hatched chicks. And we see the light in the eyes of our animal friends; the pasture is ready and it is time to roam and play and breathe in the clean, crisp air of spring in Southwest Michigan.

Our chickens are out to pasture. Our lambs, born during the cold winter, are happily frolicking in alfalfa and tall grass. Our hogs and cattle are most pleased to see that we are no longer bringing them the same-old, boring, day-after-day-after-day bales of hay and feed that they have grown tiresome of in the winter months. Instead, the pastures are open. Everyone can breathe. 

Well, almost everyone. 

For us, though we aren't complaining about the warmer days, spring is the beginning to our year. Spring is filled with days of long hours and busy schedules. It's our time to prepare the beginnings of what will become a harvest for you. It is no secret that if you look out into the pastures and see all the happy animals, it is truly a sign of a dedicated, hard-working, and loving farmer. 

We hope that you support those farmers. We hope that you support us.

We also want you to remember this spring, that the beauty you see surrounding you comes at a price. Respect the beauty and respect the earth. She will thank you in the end.