Returning from my first motorcycle ride of the season, I happened across a cattle drive just outside the gate of our housing complex. I saw at least 30 head of cattle, and there could have been many more as they were stretched out in a very long column, enthusiastically grazing their way up a flooded canal road.
Cattle drive is a misnomer. There were no cowboys. No horses. Just one cattle farmer guy walking at the head of the column and relying on some kind of honor system for the stragglers to keep moving forward--which they eventually did.
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