I always like looking at pictures of our son Matthew. He is so dear to me.
You still look like a baby to me here, dear Matthew. I love you so much.
We let Hannah (3 years old) stay up from her nap today so she could witness daddy killing and butchering some chickens. She’s a little sensitive to some things so we weren’t too sure how she would handle this feat before her. Here, Hannah and Elisabeth witness daddy catching a chicken.
Hannah running with joy and elation after watching the first slaughter. See the chicken upside down in the cone in the background on the fence?
Daddy walking the already bled chicken to the table
Hannah after the second slaughter… maybe having second thoughts?
One of our chickens. See all the fat? This was an old hen… they have much more abundant fat than the roosters. Daddy ended up slaughtering 6 chickens this day.
Here’s a few pictures of our chickens gathering together along the fence.