| Here be Cows is a phrase I, as a snotty East-Coaster here in the U.S., use to describe the middle of America. It derives from the medieval phrase here be dragons, which was used in early maps to denote areas that either hadn't been explored or that the cartographer, at least, had no information on. Well, if you ever drive across the United States taking a reasonably northern route (like, say, I-80) then you will see cows. Lots of 'em. Smell them too. In fact, for 80 miles along I-80 in Nebraska, there is a stretch of road that smells most richly of cowflops, because of the enormous stockyards along the route.
Therefore, if I need to say "sorta there" as regards middle America, I use the phrase here be cows.
Actually, on that same trip, I saw a buffalo. In Wyoming. He was standing up against one of the fences that border I-80, looking heroically across to the other side, chest thrust out, the very picture of "There, but for these damned fences, go I." He was huge.
Of course, he might have been thinking about munching cloverleaf. You never can tell with large bovines. | 
