In a corner of a farmer’s field, now a forest marked by crumbling stone walls, we find remnants of a later generation which used the woods for a different purpose.

We found a set of multiple tracks on the trail last week. It appeared that multiple dogs and at least one person trekked through the back woods. We later learned a pair of dogs got loose down the road and people were looking for them.

The no-name pond struggles to decide whether to be frozen or liquid; snow cover is diminishing by the day as February proceeds to spring.