I spend a lot of time taking rides into the countryside northeast of Wausau. The roads up there are quiet save during the weekday when the granite quarries are active. There are only two industries in the Town of Texas and they are farming and mining. Not much other development is encouraged.
I like riding bike up there because of the low traffic and the closeness I feel with the environment around me. I had a laughable experience the other day when I found myself directing a steer back to his herd. He had broken through the barbed wire fencing that was keeping the rest from wondering off the field and into the roadway. This animal found his way across the road from the herd. I waved and pointed my finger to the others while keeping eye-contact on this animal. He got the message and rejoined the herd.
Perhaps maybe we are like the steer when we wander away from safety into dangerous situations with our lives. We too need someone to point the way back home.