Most people my age have nice manicured front yards with perfect edging. I have cows.
I reflect on the years I wasted mowing, investing time and money into big Zero Turn machines, sweating and toiling to have that home and garden magazine cover manicured luscious green yard. Wish I had chose cows.
I now long for the day when I can leisurely sit on my front porch, drinking my fresh brewed cup of coffee, while the morning summer sun burns off the mountain fog, and watch my cows.