A DAY'S MOVEMENT

written by

Drausin Wulsin

posted on

March 26, 2016

A DAY'S MOVEMENT

Nature is always in motion, sometimes imperceptibly, but it is constantly moving forward. On our farm, we strive to mimic such, as livestock travel in groups, across the landscape, throughout the year. This motion creates a proximity to wildlife and to wild meat that is reflected in ours. As with animals, so do people seek to move across the landscape. The following is a pictorial account of this person's movement on the Vernal Equinox.

Reflection

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Patience

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Contentment

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Freedom

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Balance

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Power

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Exultation

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The fat on the above brisket was as smooth and delicious as cream.

The motion of the day centered my heart... But we don't need a farm in order to move; sitting in an arm chair can produce the same results.

There is no market this weekend, due to Easter celebrations. We will see you April 3rd.

May movement always be with you,

Drausin & Susan

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