In the Bird Sanctuary, there’s an old concrete foundation set in a stand of red pines. It appears to have been some kind of work shed. The window openings have metal gratings, and there looks to have been a wood or coal-burning stove. Maybe the groundskeeper for the estate did his business there. Nothing remains but the foundation and the metal gratings and part of a stove-pipe. For old New England foundations, it’s a relatively new and utilitarian affair. One doesn’t need to be
versed in country things to understand its desolate look though, and hear, if not the phoebes, then maybe the blue jays cry.
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