I have been thinking a lot lately about land. It stems, partly, from a lifetime of environmentalism, and from the unavoidable fact that we have not stewarded it well in the last few hundred years. I grew up in the Mountains of Colorado, in an area most people know for the couple notable things they pass along the highway on their way to the expensive resort towns. As the traffic got increasingly worse and more and more people came up to "my mountains," I became despondent over the damage that "they" were doing. And then John Fielder published his