Wednesday, May 13, 2009



Beaverdam
Thanks to some friends of mine who get paid for playing in the dirt, and have invited me to play on occasions, I now cannot pass old structures like this without wanting to get out of the car and start lining out the dig! Not having the time I do find myself wondering when was it build, for what purpose, who were the people who used it, and when did it's useful life come to an end and why. I have little doubt that there is a novel in every such structure.

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