An evening view from inside the studio yurt before the attack.

Living with nature can be a beautiful, peaceful experience, but not always. Some weeks, it can feel like the farm is under attack, and this was one of them.

It started on Friday, when I left Farmstead right after closing time and all the delicious to-go dinners had been picked up. Dusk was arriving, and it was time for evening chores. It seems like that time draws earlier and earlier each day noticeably as autumn approaches. I had herded all the ducks in their houses, locked the doors on the pullets and young turkeys, and was just closing in the adult turkeys when I heard squawking from the laying hens out in their mobile housing in the pasture.

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