A tree recently toppled over at the edge of our stream making the perfect place for an amateur archeological dig. We didn't find any arrow heads (yet) but we had a great time imagining the forest 400 years ago. 

If the tree was about 40 years old when it fell, then the earth beneath it hasn't seen the light of day since then. Yet since it fell a few months ago, dead leaves, living plants and pill bugs were already occupying the top six inches of the forrest floor.  We dug a little deeper into the rich, black loam made of composted organic matter  and found rocks of all shapes and sizes.  Might they have been at the bottom of the stream when the tree was a sapling growing at its edge? Could we  dig deep enough to reach the 400 year mark when indigenous people lived here?  How deep might that be? Four feet? Forty feet? Might we find some trace of them? Perhaps we'll find out. But we quickly learned that mosquitos love budding archeologists and had to call it a day.

We used some (cherries), garden stakes, twine, a broom, paint brushes, spades, opinel knife, some white sheets (we live in tick country), and a canvas water bucket as our tools of the trade. Now they're packed and ready for the next dig.

jane beck

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