Videos and Photos by Wenter Anderson
Long ago near a beach far away, a little girl sat wistful in a window high atop spy glass hill. Her gaze cast over the open pastures of the Irvine Ranch where cowboys worked and cattle wandered. How could A girl who sailed and surfed find her way to where chickens and cattle play? Time partnered with fate, wishes were asked of the moon and the girl was blessed with a love as true as the sun rise, stewardship of God's land and herds that fill the horizon.