Progress?

When we moved into the Ranch in 2007, there was very little built between our house and the interstate--about 3 miles of lovely prairie and rolling hills.  It was such a large area, that instead of mowing, horses were hired to keep the grass down.  In the almost 8 years since, we've watched neighborhoods and a few businesses move in.  The last piece of (fairly) uninterrupted prairie (other than the frequent and permanent open spaces) suddenly has orange fencing around it. The horses have moved on and the parking lots are creeping up.... I'm feeling more than a little sad about losing this.  I'm not sure that trading horses running is worth a Costco.  Sigh.