Here are some pictures taken earlier this spring (march) of chickens being butchered at my brother's farm. Growing up I remember doing this every year. To some people it might look gruesome but this is the real deal. Whether you realize it or not, this is where your chicken comes from. They don't magically appear at the store! I hadn't participated in quite a few years so it took some getting use too but it wasn't long before it all came back to me. And best of all, the chicken, and their eggs, taste so much better than what you buy at the store.
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