We rise with the sun, collect fresh eggs from our chickens and harvest fresh citrus from the orchard, with the chirp of birds and the sounds of not too far-off horses and sometimes a lonely burro. Anywhere you walk, you're hit with the scent of citrus blossoms, lavender, eucalyptus trees, juicy tomato vines, and wild herbs, a constant reminder that abundance can mean many different things. Afternoons are spent under shady olive trees, sipping local wine, enjoying local beef with a local señora's handmade tortillas. Evenings are spent around a fire with family. Land is for indulging in the kind of slow, community-focused living that was common to many of your ancestors.