Who mows the grass?

No matter how many times I travel through this country I still cannot believe that it is real... It is too perfect. All those crazy lawn obbsessed Southern Californians would be absolutely put to shame by the perfect green pastures that cover the Alps tended only by the bugs and cows of Switzerland. The more I am here, the more I find my place somewhere beyond the bugs and cows and within the swiss people, the more this place finally finds a true resting place within my life.