I woke up almost two hours later than usual this morning, after a late night of photo book making. Colter and his Granddad were in front of our house, moving cows as I poured my first cup of coffee. With over 200 mama cows + calves + bulls in the pasture to our east, Colter continues to move them every few days. Cows are not the brightest animals and they seem to gravitate to ridge tops even though there is much better grass on the canyon sides.
