On Saturday morning I took a slow tour of some favorite spots on this property. The stream was running clear with fresh run-off from melted snow and the previous day's heavy rain.
The old well sits at the top of the field facing north-east. As you can see a double-trunked tree is growing through the stones and we rather doubt this well ever serviced the house where we live. It more likely belonged to a house no longer in existence. I love this spot because it's very quiet and reflective.
I always show the lower portions of this stone wall. At the top of the field the stones are less uniform in size and shape. Parts of the wall have broken free in a tumble of stones that fall on both sides of the division. Jim is slowly returning the fallen stones to logical positions. I just like to look at it.
While studying the vegetable garden I noticed thyme shoots emerging from the straw mulch. Am very glad to see this because the plants were moved from pots to ground quite late in the autumn season. Thyme is generally quite hardy but you just never know for sure...
On the way back to the house I inspected the collection of sticks Jim's been culling from his tree-cleanup mission. I am hoping to build the kind of two-sided gently slanted lattice structures I saw so frequently when we still lived in Boston.
Jim and I were standing by the deck talking about our combined and singular grandiose plans for this place we're still learning to call home. As he was speaking with great inspired conviction I happened to glance at the ground. There was a small selection of pots I hadn't had a chance to empty and refill before everyting froze. So glad I fell behind, now. Two of the pots contained daffodil bulbs I forced last year. I meant to plant them in the ground to see if they'd assimilate but never dreamed they would re-emerge while still in the pots. Now both pots are in the mud room gradually warming up a bit and raining excess water as the soil unfreezes...
love looking at stone walls. always bring a peaceful feeling.
Posted by: deanna7trees | January 30, 2012 at 14:15
Walkabout is such a good way to know your land. For me, having rented homes now for 10 years, walkabout is fleeting because I cannot make many changes as I don't own the land. Still, I like to think of my walk about in these temporary places as taking inventory, serving up memories as stepping stones to each new place that I call home.
Posted by: Marti | January 30, 2012 at 16:11