TOYING WITH THOUGHTS OF PERSPECTIVE on a troubling, historic day, I just came across a story about Stonehenge, and the incredible journey of those ancient rocks.
And that story reminded me of one of my favorite rocks on our Fawn Island. A great, guardian boulder, it ‘guards’ the entrance to the channel on the southwest point. Our boulder took a great journey, too, arriving on its little stand of bedrock some 10,000 years ago, deposited there by a retreating glacier. And there it balances still, unmoved. Such rocks—called ‘glacial erratics’—populate the North Country, granting us the companionship of ages, quiet perspective, and beauty.