The last couple of weeks have made me wonder why I thought having a retirement farm was a good idea. We all have stretches at work or in life generally where it seems that despite doing everything right, you keep getting the wrong results. In the last ten days we have lost not one but two residents unexpectedly and the circle of life has felt a bit to real to me. In some ways it seems silly to say unexpectedly given that one of the residents we lost was 32 years old and had been with us for more than ten years, but it still wasn’t something I expected in any way. The other resident we lost was only in his late teens, and I’ve had a very hard time accepting his loss simply because it feels wrong.  Life is supposed to have certain seasons, and it feels like this horse was denied all of his twilight years.  When I have the emotional reserves to relive the experiences I will write blog posts about these two wonderful horses.

In the midst of this our (already replaced) fence fell over, and we’ve still had a farm to run. This week alone we saw our vet on Monday, our dentist on Tuesday, and our farrier today.  Jason has been out bushhogging pastures, there are still morning and afternoon chores, and all of the other normal workload that has to go on regardless of circumstances.  Running the farm has felt a bit relentless and unrewarding the last couple of weeks.

I am reminding myself that life is not always valleys, even on a retirement farm where the circle of life is all too real at times. Every day is a new day, and I am admittedly ready for some less depressing days ahead.

Missy, Dawn, Maggie, Penny and Jake

Grand and Hemi

Duesy and Cody

Alfie and Taylor

Baner and Art

Havana and Art

Remmy and Merlin

Remmy, Havana and Sport

Dawn, Calimba and Maisie

Charlotte, Traveller, Dawn, Maggie, Missy and Jake

Traveller, Missy, Jake and Cinnamon

Cuffie, Diamond and Maisie

Flower, Innes and Sabrina

Bruno, Remmy and Merlin

Dawn and Dolly (Lily peeking out of the run-in shed)