This 1955 map shows my parents house as a barn, which it was then, later to be converted to a house by my grandmother's brother.
I used to follow the brook that runs through the property and then take that old dirt road that led to what looks like a house but by the mid-sixties was just a chimney and an old out house in the woods. Other roads led to more places to cut firewood, a bunch of fields, and what my family called "Lost Lake."
Today it looks like this, a soon to be developed parcel of land, to the east of the Hamburger and Car Lot Edge of Town:
The swamp that became Lost Lake must've been dammed when I was a baby, maybe - this recent map above shows it as a body of water.
This is not the actual row below, but there are many up there that look just like this pattern.
Eric Sloane in Our Disappearing Landscape offered this explaination, echoed by many other writers:
I've really wondered about that explaination in the last 15 years, following these sorts of stone rows that seem carefully made, that seem to be something else entirely, rows that may have already been there long before 1700.
By the way, this row travels across an outcrop:
It continues on the other side; here I'mlooking back at it:
In another place, at a right angle and to the west of a very long zigzag row, an immense linear wall meets up with another zigzag row, blocked sort of by the big fallen tree:
I would have stitched these three together, but somehow that panorama function has dissappered from the program it used to be in...
I'll meet you by the old chimney - it's there still, but the outhouse is gone....
No comments:
Post a Comment