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“Dry” was the word we used at the start of the growing season. The plants barely grew, their normally vibrant colors signaling spring and early summer strangely muted. The land I know so...

                          “What did you say about dirt?” my 12-year old daughter asked.               ...

My favorite thing to do in the evening is walk through the 300 head of steers grazing a mile from my house.  They're a wily, rambunctious bunch who kept our ranch manager, Sam, on his...