Tuesday, July 29, 2014

Trimming Grass and Weeds Around Old New England Property (Antique) Granite Landscape Fixtures - Part Seventeen - "On Page Nineteen"

Trimming Grass and Weeds Around
Old New England Property
(Antique) Granite Landscape Fixtures

Part Seventeen

"On Page Nineteen"

            Mr. and Mrs. Cardinal come, chirping and flitting, to my (bird) feeding station in the very gray dawn of each morning.  The chickadees follow me ‘down’ into the forest and... flit and dee in the sun upon the upper branches of the old spruce and hemlock while I, far below, carry-off their ‘standing dead’ brethren.  The mother phoebe has pushed her fat baby out of her moss walled homestead in the rafter corner above my ‘piling (fire) wood’ shed.  Her young Fatso is ensconced in a choke cherry bush and will not move.

             She; the gray fox, strips the ground below the (bird) feeding station of the half handful of raw peanuts that some fool tosses there... everyday.  “She wouldn’t come if you didn’t do that.” I’ve heard said.  Her mate, the male, curls puppy dog style past the (bird) feeding station by the zucchini plants.  He never hunts for peanuts.  Their kit has been told to ‘stay’ under the shed.  Mother’s glance causes the small nose at the crack of ‘under the shed’ to vanish.  When mother ‘does not’ anymore, the little nose returns to my view.  Exhausting the half handful of peanuts Mrs. Fox trots off... up... and over... the old stone wall between the farm yard and the forest.  Her kit scurries to be behind her and is off... up and over too.  Mr. Fox then follows... inclusive of the pause to look back... before he, too, is off, up and over... the old stone wall.  Is there anything in all of this, I’ve wondered... for decades... that Thoreau... missed? 

            What if... when the foxes are ‘off... up... and over’ the... old stone wall... Thoreau missed THAT; the off... up and over... the old stone wall.  This colonial era wall WAS there and WAS old when Thoreau was a “there” too... “then”. 
            Well... obviously... the foxes ‘see it’; do not ‘miss it’; the old stone wall is not missed by THEM.
            And what about the (good or bad aesthetic) TASTE of the old stone wall.  Is the old stone wall ‘in good taste’ to Thoreau...?   Or is it bad taste...?  Or is it of no taste at all; a... he ‘missed’ a ‘that’ about ‘it’? 

            What was (is) good taste for Thoreau?  I find his excavation and study of the burnt rocks in his bean patch at Walden Pond to be... superior good taste in... ‘old New England property... (antique) granite... field stone... landscape fixtures’.  Further... I find... Thoreau and Emerson’s practice of walking from their home(s) in Concord ‘into’ Harvard to attend or give a lecture even better astute... sound... good... taste.  Too...:  It is a ‘good judgment’ of one following one’s own traveler’s eye.  This traveler’s eye develops the ‘good taste’ it (that eye) sees.  This eye makes ever more choices... of choices... of ‘taste’.
            But... it is a long walk... today...; there and back; Concord and Cambridge... in one day... with the lecturing too.  OH I JUST CANNOT get anyone to even DRIVE that way... in and back out.  And it is the BEST way in and out of the village (Boston) TOO.  Slip in over Harvard bridge after all that “Concord - Lexington - Arlington” “business”.  Maybe if one is “GOOD” one will “GET” (have to stop at) every stop light on this old route so be... directly... benefited with the... task... of ‘looking around’.  It is well understood that both Thoreau and Emerson had the... good taste... to look around.

            I first affirmed Thoreau’s bad taste when I was brought to notice a ‘pile’ of ‘plaster’ dumped behind the hut at Walden pond.  The excavated plaster dump was used to further define that ‘this’ ‘was’ “THE SITE” of the... hut at Walden Pond.  As was the ‘pile’ of ‘rusted nails’ too... found dumped back there (behind the hut).  Too.  Dumping ‘behind’ has always been ‘in bad taste’.  If of good taste, one does NOT dump anything ‘behind’ anything... especially as a chosen aesthetic (?) effort to ‘get rid of it’.  This dumping at the hut at Walden Pond... is... in... “almost”... “inexplicable” ...bad taste... inclusive of this dumping truly coming back to a ‘haunt Thoreau’; a shadow cast.  If one is enticed by a trail of the aesthetic eye of ‘finding out’ Thoreau’s bad taste, the story of the archaeological romp at Walden Pond... is a fine start.  It takes Thoreau’s hut of the mind’s eye and... turns it upside down and dumps it... behind the site of the hut... for all to read... when one reads that story with THAT (‘bad taste’) critical eye.*

            And then ... I expressed my continuing quandary of ‘does Harvard have good taste too” (Part Sixteen near the end).  And that was after I’d tossed (Part Sixteen again) “the diorama book” (I call the book that from now on) into the examination of “Trimming Grass and Weeds Around Old New England (Antique) Granite Landscape Fixtures”.  I said I’d be coming back to the book.

            On the same page as the first quote I used then... page nineteen... in the text below the PHOTOGRAPH of the old New England forest with a babbling brook AND ...old stone wall... ON this page nineteen... I skip the next sentence and then I continue quoting:
            “How should we manage forests that are increasingly owned by more people in smaller units?  Should we continue to import wood from other parts of the country and world, some of which are being devastated by poor logging practices, while enjoying the growing forest around us as a largely aesthetic and recreational resource, or should we obtain more wood from our home forests.  These conservation issues and management questions emerge from the history of our land (old New England property)”*A.

            Ok... so before I highlight this ‘utterance of’... as a statement of ‘taste’... I must add some bibliographic clarity to the diorama book.  The first edition of THIS BOOK was titled “THE HARVARD FOREST MODELS and was published by Harvard in Cambridge in 1936.  It was reprinted, unchanged... several (?) times.  I have (and am using for this vignette chapter (blog post) a 1941 printing.  The original 1936 edition is reproduced in full on the Harvard Forest / Petersham web site.

            It is very useful to notice that... the text... and the very poor photographic illustrations of the dioramas... in the early editions/printings of the diorama book are exactly identical to the new 2000 (most recent) edition except that the photographs of the dioramas are newly done and are far, far, far superior to those in the earlier edition.  ONE OTHER CHANGE and ... only one other change... is the inclusion by unannounced placement at about the ‘one third of the way through’ is the ‘this’ ...page nineteen... lone photograph illustration (taken by David R. Foster) noticed above.  The quoted text and the following pages of commentary text, too, are here added... addressing ‘modern forest landscape... summary... ecological lessons... conservation issues... habitat... erosion... Then on to... fire... and ...quasi... current woodland management... so as to weave BACK into the original text.

            And thereafter (from fire onward) the text and diorama illustrations return to the original edition diorama book’s text and illustration format (with this textual return body being a considerable amount of the whole book) as a:
 Commercial resource management illustrated how-to history... of the history... OF cash cropping “TREES” on old New England property.
            I remind here that I earlier gave my stated disclaimer on I noticing “TREES” that said... I would not be treating “TREES” in this vignette (series of blog posts) for I am... ‘trimming grass and weeds around’ “granite” landscape fixtures  (Part Six at the end). “Trees” are another ‘landscape fixture’.

            Wading back to ‘taste’ and ‘the diorama book’ and GOOD-BAD TASTE “do they?” (Harvard have).  I... feel... the review of both editions supports that MOST ALL (three fourth) of the dioramas and their supporting text opt for commercial forest management of ‘old New England property’ FOREST landscape fixtures and otherwise bulldoze (in fact) through, right over, all around and ...into oblivion... the other ...old New England property (antique) landscape fixtures including homesteads, homes, barns, sheds, out buildings, wells, springs, mills... old field stone piles and ...old stone walls.  Et al.
            This is
            “Bad taste” I say.

            And that is supported by the historical sequence (history of history) presented by the actual dioramas and their support text... AND is actually pinpointed in the 2000 edition with the word choice query of “aesthetic” or “obtain more wood” found on page nineteen.  The diorama book’s choice of choices of this query is... ‘obtain more wood’ and (further) loose the original old New England property (antique) landscape fixtures. Those... too... found in their neglected states upon the property... are to be treated as minor impediments to obtain-more-wood directives in addition to being... not noticed... not treated... not cared of and...
            I say
            This is bad taste treatment... of ... the aesthetic... of... old New England...
            THIS... aesthetic is...
            VERY ACCURATELY SHOWN... by the dioramas (and supporting text)... in the first FIVE dioramas.  Old New England property and its (antique granite too) landscape fixtures ARE shown with their ‘history of the history’...TOO.
            So let’s us NOW delightedly look at those five dioramas for they are the beautiful representation of the “WHY” of old New England property (antique) granite landscape fixtures.  We find them, here in the dioramas... well trimmed ‘of grass and weeds around’.

*A Foster, David R. and O’Keefe, John F.:  NEW ENGLAND FOREST THROUGH TIME.  INSIGHTS FROM THE HARVARD FOREST DIORAMAS. Harvard University Press, Cambridge, MA, 2000., pg. 19

* Donald W. Linebaugh; THE MAN WHO FOUND THOREAU.  ROLAND W. ROBBINS AND THE RISE OF HISTORICAL ARCHAEOLOGY IN AMERICA, Univ. of New Hampshire Press, Durham, NH, 2005, pgs. 27-57.

Friday, July 25, 2014

Trimming Grass and Weeds Around Old New England Property (Antique) Granite Landscape Fixtures - Part Sixteen- "The History of the History"

Trimming Grass and Weeds Around
Old New England Property
(Antique) Granite Landscape Fixtures

Part Sixteen

"The History of the History"


What happened next is that... for the majority-most of ‘old stone wall’, once ‘piled’ “THERE”... no one... at all... ever... ‘did’ anything else “THERE” or even “WENT THERE”.  And I mean ‘exactly there’.  SURE THERE COULD be a chance ...he and her... courting... of a mesmerized moment of love blossom ‘sit there’ or a climbed-over-there-while “GOING” “HUNTING... etc.  Otherwise the piled field stone ‘just sits there’.  Of course I know a few 20th century men who related how they ‘punched a hole in that wall’ to ‘get in’ with their (logging) ‘equipment’ to “CUT” the ...still virgin (?) forest PAST the “EDGE” of the old ‘cleared field’.   And other bulldozer stories of ...stone wall destruction.
One of the...
            Number topper ‘killers’ of stone wall is the word
            Meaning a ‘ready supply’ of “ROCK” that may be gathered to
            What ever one wants to PAY MONEY to have

            “Access that” (roadside section of ‘old’ ‘stone’ ‘wall’) became, from 1890... to this day... a ‘for fill’.  “Road” “building” as a ‘serious consideration’ for ‘using’ (‘driving’) the automobile (including “truck”)... very quickly ‘needed fill’ and found that fill ‘cheap’ right there beside the “ROAD BUILDING”.
            Once... though.. the removal of the ‘stone’ ‘wall’ (piled field stone) that was... “EASY” to ‘access that’ ‘cheap’ ‘beside the road’... they (the road builders) “let off” from “taking” “the wall”.  That was not before ALL and “any” ‘old wall’ that could be cost effectively accessed was ‘taken’.  “Roadside” stone walls today... ‘show this happened’ to THEM THERE but
            One travels a few (twenty-five to fifty feet) PAST any point of ‘easy’ ‘access that’ “FROM THE ROAD” one... usually ‘breaks free’ back into ‘undisturbed’ old pilings of field stone.  Pervasive DOES denote how much road side access “OLD WALL” became “FILL”.
            It (‘if one travels’) is also the source of the epic “stone wall” narrative titled “IF YOU GO INTO THE WOODS JUST A LITTLE BIT THE WALLS THERE ARE BEAUTIFUL”.  The ...pervasive problem with that being that one... has to ‘go into the woods’; “off pavement”.  The bugs.  “Getting lost”.  Twisting those puffy pink ankles because one ‘has’ ‘flip-flops’ “ON”...  That’s fine; just leave the old stone wall alone... it doesn’t care that one’s ‘off pavement’ status is... ‘down’
            Also the old piled field stone does not care ...or resist... the idealities vision of a ‘bucket’ (a large yellow painted machine used in road construction; a ‘front end loader’, that goes... “beep, beep, beep, beep” when ‘it’ ‘backs up’) being able to ‘scoop up’ “THE WALL” accessible from the road.  THIS vision is stymied by the ...simple engineering conundrum of ... old stone wall... refusing to scoop up well.  Old field stone is... as it was when first encountered by the lone man in the field a quarter millennium ago... ‘difficult to move’.
            That’s fine for that means that very quickly ‘in the woods’ away from ‘easy cost effective access... ‘old’ ‘stone’ ‘wall’ is ‘no’ ‘one’ ‘there’.

            Am tired of having to ...crust over... like a pie... the... popular... vision... of ‘old New England property (antique) granite landscape fixtures’ within this vignette of chapters (blog posts) pontificating upon ‘old New England’... ‘granite’.
            I am tired of having to do that.
            OVER and over the solution to preservation of old New England granite has been strongly suggested by I to be “leave it alone,  keep a fixture “hidden away” and “do not mention” it at all.  These personal and professional actions to take are, again, the solution for ‘old’ ‘stone’ ‘wall’.  Too.  If one has old stone wall on old New England property...
            Shut up.
            If one ‘visits’; a ‘goes there’... go alone.
            Quietly enjoy the forest landscape AND it’s ‘old New England property (antique) granite landscape fixtures... ALONE.
            “Study you say?”
            IF one wanders on property with hidden ‘old New England’ granite upon it.

            I am not the voice of this.  I also, am not the misbehaving miscreant with flip-flops, pink ankles, weed killer, weed whacker... cut granite driveway lamp posts and
            HORRIBLE open mouth utterances that drop dreadful crumb trails leading always to the SAME ...their... ‘pot of gold’ of THEY
            Harvard, 2000**********:  “Increasingly, people live in or near (New England) forest and often own small areas of woodlands, yet their connection to and understanding of the land, its forest and its wildlife is at an (sic) historical low”
            In new and old New England.

            Old New England property (antique) granite landscape fixtures... from ‘stone’ ‘wall’ to... half buried propped up on edge well cap stones to... sit-on rocks to...

            “Those God damn TOMB STONES they make and sell FOR STEPS”

            Is not directly treated by Harvard herein but is ..indirectly treated... for, as we very well understand... there ARE (antique) granite landscape fixtures... ON... old New England property and THAT IS WHAT this
            “FROM HARVARD”
            Is about; the history of the
            Of the
            Old New England property...
            Landscape fixtures
            From pre- (English) settlement to... puffy pink ankle flip-flop... ‘visits’.

            I am slowly introducing this book.  It is ‘too good’ for the reader just now.  I will come back to and build with the book.  Right now... WE are still fussing with ‘stone’ ‘walls’.  I just want the reader to know that ...there is... an ‘are of’ ‘people’ who ARE
            Of old New England property
            Landscape fixtures;
            Their history and the
            OF their history.
            And that these people CARE.
            If YOU bulldoze an old stone wall... someone does care.  We cannot stop you but we do care.

            Who’s the first person who cared and studied ‘old New England property... landscape fixtures?
            Harvard, herein... defaults back to Thoreau.
            Did he... old stone wall?
            Did he ‘see’ ‘that’ (old New England property [antique] granite landscape fixtures)?
            Did he see them as “antique” “then” (1850’s).  Did he die understanding old New England property?
            Harvard seems to feel... Thoreau...
            Had the feel
            Of the feel
            That is now the history
            Of the history
            Of old New England property
            Landscape fixtures.
            But did Thoreau have... good taste?
            And does Harvard have good taste?

            When one is before a ‘beautiful’ (section of) “Old” “Stone” “Wall”... often... ten feet down the wall and... or... ten feet UP the wall ...that wall... isn’t that “BEAUTIFUL”.  I explained that as ‘things’ ‘happen’ (Part Fifteen).  That; the ‘BEAUTIFUL’, is what happened  ‘there’ ‘then’.  A little further was, “LIKE”, an off day... in mid-May
            Of a 1740’s
            Colonial day.
            Enjoy the “WALL” of piled field stone “THERE”.  Mark one’s little black book of ‘good ones’ ‘old granite sites’.  Leave quietly.  Say nothing.  Go back when you ‘feel like it’ to ‘visit’.  It’s ok to take a few photograph... especially as they remind you later that
            “It’s really not the same”
            As being there.
            A sit-on rock IS interesting to look at but
            ....Butt... makes more sense when... ‘sit-on’.

********** : Foster, David R. and O’Keefe, John F.:  NEW ENGLAND FOREST THROUGH TIME.  INSIGHTS FROM THE HARVARD FOREST DIORAMAS. Harvard University Press, Cambridge, MA, 2000., pg. 19.

Whispering Witches Fly

Whispering Witches Fly

Whichy March, witchy spring,
Pondering the grandmother’s estate?
Spring is near, then summer’s here.
The want of money will not wait.

Careful on the first floor landing.
To own the painting was an understanding.
Keeping silent this silent trust?
Or is it only the cash you lust?

Calling up a fine arts man
Who steps exactly to where you stand.
In her old kitchen a sincere truth.
Pretending that is of no use.

Reaching deal an exchange is made.
While lifted from the landing wall
The painting pleads for a savior’s aid,
And no one there can hear its call?

Careful now; the money’s spent
On a summer month of luxurious rent.
You lie awake in a whichy March
But this year there can be no witchy spring?

A voice comes from the first floor landing
“I thought we had an understanding.”
My painting, Dear, I always said,
Is a silent trust to which we are wed.”

“But I find an empty wall right there.
Suggesting that you did not care
Or bother with our family’s role
Of sacrifices to a higher goal.

“I am wondering now as I stand here
Unafraid of my hysteric leer?
Have you become the black one’s kettle?
Cooking up our family’s mettle?

“My hand can feel the empty space
where my painting hung with stoic grace
Above my footsteps on the first floor landing
That, I believe, was our understanding.

“As black as the Devil’s blackest dye
And as the whispering witches fly
They know we had an understanding
About my painting on the first floor landing”.

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Trimming Grass and Weeds Around Old New England Property (Antique) Granite Landscape Fixtures - Part Fifteen - "By and Along"

Trimming Grass and Weeds Around
Old New England Property
(Antique) Granite Landscape Fixtures

Part Fifteen

"By and Along"

            In the 1740’s... when a lone man... moved a single ‘field stone’ from an area he was ‘clearing’ to become ‘(barn) yard’, ‘field’ or ‘pasture’, he probably was NOT the first ‘English Settler’ to do that; move a field stone to ‘clear’... there.  Probably two if not three or four ‘attempts’ at ‘settlement’ “HERE” had already resulted in numerous field stones being moved and... even... those moved field stones having been ‘piled’ ‘up’... “THERE”.  In the 1740’s, the lone man may have begun his ‘clearing’ of field stone by... adding to a pile of field stones that
            Appear in the exact same spot as a section of an
            Old Stone Wall...
            On an old New England property.

            There were no roads “THERE” in 1740.  There were foot paths, traces and ‘blazed trails’.  There were ‘log cabins’ in ‘clearings’.  There were fires... constantly burning “everything” in the clearing.  There were cut-down-trees and stumps.  In this... expanding clearing... were... a very abundant number of ...field ...stones.  The man... began... ‘moving them’ into piles of field stones right away.  IF... there was ‘already’ ‘a pile’ “started” he... ‘add to that’ in addition to ‘starting’ new ‘piles’.  A pile of field stones expanded sideways... for to have it expand (rise) up... was ...more ‘work’.  Piles... at the log cabin site in the clearing... expanded toward each other... and “OUT” toward ‘further clearing’.
            Without a landscape plan
            Or landscape crew
            Or... much consideration
            At all.
            Except to note that... ‘remarkably large’ field stones were moved

            By and along... the piles joined logically but otherwise thoughtlessly to become... today’s ‘walls’.  “FENCE” is presumed to be title of expanding field stone piles?  No.  “FENCE” was created by stacked split wood rails split from chopped down trees.  Field stones were ‘moved’ to “THERE”; to these crude fencings... to be ‘piled’ out of the way of the ‘clearing’... by being placed ‘along the edge’.  They (the field stones and the lone man) were not ‘making a stone wall’.  Piled field stones became... stone walls ‘by and along’ during the ...last quarter millennium... after the split rail fence ‘rotted’ or ‘was burned’ in the cabin for heat (in the middle of a harsh February).
            By and along.
            Today, a ‘stone wall’ is a ...can be... a... is often a... very TOO... planned and paid for...:  Mr. Wallet may move a lot of field stone... if he (Mr. Wallet) decides to... “do that” (clear field stone and move it into... very, very, very, very skillfully choreographed ‘expanding piles’ that fabricate “BEAUTIFUL” “STONE” “WALLS”.
            And just because... in the 1740’s... a man moved a single field stone to an expanding pile “THERE” does not mean he never moved it (that same field stone) again... and again... and... perhaps... again... over the next ...several generations of his spawn in the ‘next one hundred years’ (to the Civil War – 1860).  In fact, the closer the piled field stone cleared... was to the original cleared homestead site... the by-far-greater chance THAT field stone “THERE” would be moved.  And moved.  That includes the moving of whole expanded piles field stones called today “STONE” “WALLS”. “THEY” “USED TO” “MOVE” stone walls.  Too.

            It is tiring to consider this... field stone... moving and piling... is it not?  HOW could one EVER... therefore... have enough strength to ‘make a wall’.
            Well... as I just related... they did not ‘make a wall’.  And THEN we go back to my denotation of ‘TIME’ (Part Thirteen [B] )
            “THEY” had the “TIME”.
            Moving (‘clearing’) field stone was a continuum.  Done ‘by and along’ and... no one today ‘clears’ field stone for, say, a six or seven hour morning’s work... repeatedly over twenty to forty year... ‘effort’ so to understand just how much field stone can be cleared with that amount of time for that amount of work ‘before dinner’.... has been lost.  Well... I report to those lost... one may clear a great amount of field stone... and actually become extremely good at doing that... in a forty year time period.  Starting in 1740... forty years of ‘clearing field stone’ would bring the date to ...1780.  The American Revolutionary War was still going on and... the lone man was STILL clearing field stone.
            This aspect... is important to consider when ‘looking at’ an ‘old stone wall’.  The ‘clearing’ (moving) the field stone was the hard part.  The piling ‘at the edge’ of the field stone was ...the easy part.  ONCE the lone man had the ‘stone’ “THERE” all he had to do was... UN... load... it... ‘over at the edge’.  Often in the shade... of the NOT CUT and CLEARED forest and... “look... there is a place to sit down” “for a minute” and... and... WELL:
            LIKE today’s employee working for the landscape guy – dry mason guy... HE... ‘took his time’ and THAT MOMENT
            RIGHT THERE
            IS WHY
            “A stone wall” “THERE”
            Looks like it does.
            “THINGS” “HAPPENED”.

            The first time a person looking at a stone wall notices that “THE STONES” “IN THE WALL” are... ‘shimmed’ in place and ...stones on top of those shimmed stones are shimmed too and, “TOO”, ‘seem fitted’ and... “WELL NOT THAT FITTED I MEAN
            COME ON”.
            That’s right... just ‘sort of’ a better then ‘they didn’t JUST DUMP these stones and... how could a lone man JUST DUMP any load of cleared field stone being hauled on a rock sledge by HIS oxen who... he and they... ‘were a team’... alone together ‘clearing’ field stone so...
            HE just did un-load those field stones... ‘the way I feel like it’.  Doing that; him and the oxen un-loading... for decades, playfully... by and along... and THAT... created a
            STONE WALL
            Playfully by and along for hours and hours and days and months and years and decades explains
            A STONE WALL
            “Looks like that.”
            For that “IN”
            A stone wall.

            The elements of chance; the chance gathering of ‘that’ field stone(s), the chance distance from one stone to the next.  The chance size of each stone.  The chance of moving each stone and that chance influenced by the chance of how “HE” (the lone man) ‘happened to feel’ about ...any or all... ‘of that’... by and along... as the morning went
            By and along.
            AND our ‘follow’ of this process has not even started to HAUL the stone ‘off... over there’ yet.  The oxen too... by and along... and how THEY feel.  And ‘go too’.  And... how THEY feel ‘off... over there’ and ...THEY feel ABOUT ‘off... over there’... by and along... with the song birds flitting in the trees.
            Bees buzzing
            Distant frog crooking.
            Smoke from the cabin chimney
            Horizon line of forest
            Blue sky
            By and along.
            That all... is the source of the START of the INSPIRATION of
            Piling field stones
            To make a stone wall
            On an old New England property
            So that a quarter of a millennium later
            They become
            (Antique) granite landscape fixtures
            That one may
            Trim grass and weeds around
            Using a weed whacker and
            A chemical weed killer in a plastic spray bottle.
            “Such a vile
            And insensitive...
            Wretch be?”

            “We are having (some of) the WALL rebuilt.  JUST down to the EDGE of the LINE (of the lot).  IT will LOOK so much BETTER I SAW where they (the dry mason referred by the landscape ...service) DID THAT and IT LOOKS SO MUCH BETTER DID YOU KNOW they SELL THE ROCKS NOW I HAD NO IDEA we can even PICK OUT the ROCKS we LIKE.”

            It really should not be a surprise that the actual unloading... one by one by hand... of the ‘cleared’ field stones.... into a pile... quickly  created an unguided... unregulated, unconsidered and mostly happen-stance ‘wall building’ ‘of sort’ by and along.  It was the easiest, least labored conclusion of ‘clearing field stone’:  The ‘clearing’ of field stone was ‘that far up’ ‘the field’ and... the piles of cleared field stone... were ‘that far up’ the ‘edge’... “TOO”... so “THERE” was established as a ‘moving’ by and along ‘pile’ with a tiny touch of “HE” ‘feels’ that included occasional consideration of ‘THAT ONE’ “on top” at the least with the OFF CHANCE too of ... “HE” ‘getting into it’ (piling cleared field stone as “WALL” as “HE” went along... by and along).  In the whole process of clearing field stone THAT was the only part that had an option for creative nuance.  Today one may still find ‘undisturbed’ ‘old stone wall’ that has passed through time ‘just as “HE” piled “THEM” “THERE”... by and along.