There’s a certain aura at the sanctuary this time of year. Our pastures are starting to pop as the grass grows. The land gets soft, bright, and alive again. The cows have their heads down grazing. The pigs are either wallowing or stretched out in the sun. And, over in the Med Barn, there’s a baby gaining her eyesight and prepping to get "the zoomies" for the first time. This time of year holds a lot at once. It ’s be autiful, and at the same time, it’s one of our most trying of seasons....

Howdy Farmily, Thanksgiving has come to mean a lot of things to a lot of people. For me, it is a time of reflection and relaxation with...