We are on vacation here in Vermont and for that reason I have not been gifting my insights to the world this week, though I have been following the fairly rapid mental decline of that fellow in the White House, as well as the determined efforts of the national Democrats to do what they can to lose the next election.
But this post is not about politics. I am simply passing along an observation.
If we New Englanders are familiar with nothing else, we are familiar with stone walls. We have one on our own property and they are fairly ubiquitous in our town, as they are here in Vermont.
Yesterday, as we traversed the road from Weston Vermont (having loaded up with licorice and other goodies) toward Landgrove, a trip we have made hundreds of times in the past, we noticed, for the first time, the most unusual stone wall any of us had ever seen. On our way back we stopped to take a picture.
Here’s the wall from a bit of a distance.
Here’s a closer view.
I’ve never seen one like it. The work involved in making it must have far exceeded that normally involved in building a stone wall, which in any event would be an arduous task. Getting those stones to stand on their ends like that must have been a real difficult feat. It all makes for one of the most beautiful stone walls I’ve every seen.
Anyway, that’s how I spent my summer vacation.
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