The city girl behind the herd!

I didn’t grow up with cows.

I didn’t grow up anywhere near a farm.

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I started my career in high heels and a Houston high-rise, briefcase in hand, managing insurance portfolios, running forecasts in Lotus spreadsheets, and chasing quarterly goals.

 

But somewhere along the way, after three kids and a craving for something more grounded, we bought a piece of Texas, land we hoped to pass down one day.

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And the cows?
That part took a little more persuasion. But with enough charm, and an adoring husband willing to act as my benefactor (ha!), something beautiful began to take root.

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I traded Lotus spreadsheets (remember those?) for soul.
 

And together, we poured time, faith, and resources into building something from the ground up.

He kept the lights on. I kept the pasture plans rolling.

One foot in the soil, the other still in sensible boots.

 

This life wasn’t handed to us. We chose it.
 

And every decision, from the breed we raise to how we treat our soil, flows from one simple truth:

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Legacy is grown, not bought.