The work on the Full Circle Ranch in Potterville was tough and dangerous but the company and the purpose and the connection was nourishment for the soul. I was frozen to the bone by the end of the day but warm in my heart.And that’s what it was all about, a full circle of life. Winter releasing its grip for spring. New life emerging in the bounce and kick of young kid goats. The end of a cycle for well-cared for cattle. And human spirits rejoicing at the sweet smell in the air and the togetherness of community.