It’s early. 6am. I have
just begun my “daily commute” across the
ranch. The view to the west, Broken Top, Three Sisters
and Mt. Bachelor is stunning in the clear June air.
My mind slows as I stop to focus on a tiny miracle
resting in the wet grass. It’s almost too beautiful
to comprehend.
Close
to our house in the birthing pasture, I spot Caroline,
a young maiden, gently nuzzling her newborn. Although
I have seen this sight over 1,000 times before, the
image still tugs at my heart like it was the first.
I am feeling happiness, joy and even a little fear- a range of emotions. It dawns on me then that though Andy and I have devoted most of our lives to raising and caring for these animals, it is them to which we owe everything. I realize how lucky we are.
— Cheryl Tillman, DVM |