It’s quiet in the Rhode Island woods now. All you hear is the wind, the occasional creaking branch, and if you’re lucky, the tapping of a woodpecker.
With the leaves down, you can see through the forest to the stone walls and cellar holes. You can also spot birds’ nests in the trees. Not everything is brown. The mosses stay green, and look even prettier next to the rocks.
The dead grasses are also stunning, especially in large masses.
Here’s an interesting cairn (for lack of a better word) that we encounter on one of our favorite hikes. It’s about 10 feet tall and sits alone in a tranquil glade. We don’t know anything about it, which is cool in itself.
The woods are full of secrets.
Digging RI 
Thank you for posting such lovely photos and provocative text in your last 2 posts. I LOVE where we live and hiking past old cellar holes, rock formations, brooks, moss, and imposing trees. Can you imagine what stories the old cellar holes from the 1840’s agrarian society could tell? My imagination takes flight as I imagine the ghosts of former inhabitants of our lovely and comforting woods.
Thank God, for local volunteers who support land trusts and other preservation groups. A tip of my hat to state and federal govts for their preservation efforts as well.
Rock on, DirtyNailz.
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I can feel and hear the quiet. You’re fortunate to have such evocative places to . . . be. What a soothing combination the stone and grasses make. And those mosses are priceless. Enjoy.
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