An old story tells of a settler who traveled from east to west, from lands that were settled to lands that were still unknown. Having grown weary of city living and having begun to crave wide-open spaces, he spent all he had on a vast but speculative parcel of land in the far-off territories. When springtime arrived, he sold his home, gathered his family, loaded his wagons, and traveled briskly westward, eager to see the property that was now his.
When he arrived, he was struck by the lushness and beauty of the land, but had little time to consider it further, for his first task was to build a small cabin to house his family. Over the course of the following weeks he dug a well and planted a garden and fenced off a pasture for his cattle. And while he saw that the land surrounding his home was fertile and good, he longed to explore further, to see more of his purchase.
Finally, when the family was comfortable, the cattle settled, and the crops planted, he was able to take the time to properly survey his land. Walking miles to his property’s highest point, he
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