A trail led her to the base of a hill that turned out to be stacked rocks covered in moss and foliage. Was this the original perimeter of the land the group had been given permission to explore in search of a story?
The stone fence ended abruptly, opening the additional chapter of the history surrounding her. In small clearings, stone huts had been built. Their roofs of hand hewn timbers covered with sod had slid into the cavity of the buildings. Their former existence left to the imagination of the observer.
The lost homestead hiding in plain site.
The stone fence ended abruptly, opening the additional chapter of the history surrounding her. In small clearings, stone huts had been built. Their roofs of hand hewn timbers covered with sod had slid into the cavity of the buildings. Their former existence left to the imagination of the observer.
The lost homestead hiding in plain site.
We spent the day visiting cemeteries in the Vermont countryside. The stories they told and the knowledge shared by the others attending the retreat was useful, but my eye kept wandering to the outside of the well-kept resting place of so many. It was what was beyond the tree line that had caught my attention.
It was private property. My hard and fast rule of not going where you don’t belong just to get a better picture hold true, always. I could see the stacked rocks through the trees. In its prime, it was a well built fence. Now it was a reminder of what had been.
Was there a lost homestead hiding in plain site? Perhaps…
I suggest to those who have the opportunity to visit history, whether to do research for a book or looking for family, don’t turn down the chance. You never know who or what you will find.
It was private property. My hard and fast rule of not going where you don’t belong just to get a better picture hold true, always. I could see the stacked rocks through the trees. In its prime, it was a well built fence. Now it was a reminder of what had been.
Was there a lost homestead hiding in plain site? Perhaps…
I suggest to those who have the opportunity to visit history, whether to do research for a book or looking for family, don’t turn down the chance. You never know who or what you will find.
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