I have to say I didn't expect a rancher to be wearing flip flops.

Yeah, I'm a hippie rancher.

You don't see very many ranchers go to Burning Man either. I'm going next week. Oh, are you a burner? Next week, baby. Woohoo! I'm with Lauren Poncha, owner of Stemple Creek Ranch. We're in Tamales, California, about an hour and a half north of San Francisco. Stemple Creek sells grass-raised beef and lamb and pasture-raised pork and chicken.

Lauren's showing me around the headquarters.

It's a gorgeous part of the ranch.

They sometimes rent out for weddings or educational events.

There's a big barn that's been converted into an event space.

String lights hang above a patio next to ancient cypress trees.

These trees are amazing.

These ones with a million trunks.

It's probably older than me and you combined.

Wow.

It's like a 140-year-old tree.

Lauren is tan, and wearing a black and white baseball cap with an image of a cow in a green pasture on it,

Stemple Creek's logo.

He's a fourth-generation rancher.

His great-grandfather, Angelo, came over from Italy in 1897, and Lauren takes stewardship of this

sprawling 1,000 acres of land seriously.

Stemple Creek practices what's called regenerative agriculture.

To me, it means creating life, dancing with Mother Nature,

and creating more above-ground biodiversity and below-ground biodiversity.

The thinking goes if we return farm and ranchland to a more natural state

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