Tuesday, July 08, 2008

Ghosts at the wall

The woods we walk are laced with walls. Rocks that were dug, cleared and stacked in an effort to til the land. Today, trees fill the abandoned fields, and paths meander through the trees. Did the land not produce? Were these old fields too hard to farm? As we walk I watch for the ghosts of those who tried to tame the land and of the children who played hide'n seek along its walls.

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