The Run-a-round Ranch Report.
While running an errand, a few days ago, over in the next county hubby and I came across this wonderful farm. All of the road frontages were surrounded by this fantastic wall made of fieldstone.
Some might not call this a fence because it is not made of wood or metal, but I believe that just tells us either the age or the lack of travel experience of the person questioning this reality.
For centuries, our forefathers have piled up the stones plowed from their fields (thus, the name fieldstones) to mark their property line, corral their cattle or keep the critters out of the kitchen garden.
I'm very lucky to live in an area where limestone is plentiful. I enjoy all the homes and other buildings in our area made of this stone. I think finding these old stone walls still standing after so many generations has to be one of my favorite things.
I am automatically transported back into the pages of one of my favorite books as a kid, The Secret Garden. I have often dreamed of the day when I could have my own private flower filled garden hidden behind a tall stone wall. A place to enjoy not only the sun and bright colors of the blossoms but my latest book without the interruption of others.
