My dad sent this to me to share with you all. A calf born this morning at the ranch. Like I said, he loves his cows and will update me when there is news. And living with these beauties isn’t always happy news. Real life happens, and,sadly, there was also a death when another cow had a breech birth and the calf didn’t make it out in time. The mother died shortly after. It’s a reminder that there are cycles to living. That it’s not always going to be happy, but it’s always magical. It’s always humbling to remember we don’t hold or have anything forever. So when there is a birth, we mark each one. He sends me a picture and I cherish it. Especially because they’re connected to him.









