Have you ever come out of the house early in the morning with dew on the grass, a nip in the air, and a job of work to do that you know will be hard but you want to do anyway? A job not unlike what your great grandpa might have done, or his great grandpa before him? A job that connects you with the land and the cattle that depend on it, for their very existence? Not many do. And fewer and fewer will as time goes on. I have, in a small way. It’s what led me to…