Expanses.

Books or no books, it is a fact, patent both to my dog and myself, that at daybreak I am the sole owner of all the acres I can walk over.  It is not boundaries that disappear, but also the thought of being bounded.  Expanses unknown to deed or map are known to every dawn, and solitude, supposed no longer to exist in my county, extends on every hand as far as the dew can touch.

Aldo Leopold

Thank You, Jess. It's happening.