Thanks to Tim MacSweeney's link immediately below [Click here], I think this is written by a modern Indian [correction, he is not] and this goes to the subject of rock pile awareness:
"In numerous locations throughout New England and beyond, evidence of Native sacred places lie, literally at our feet. In woodlands still incredibly, largely undisturbed, are cairns, rock piles, and the playful adaptation of stone to turtles, hares, and other creatures. We find them inland along the lengths of a swampland, which seems to have been more a gathering, a ceremonial place. In a hillock above a field stands an impressive boulder, within sight of a walking path. There is no path tread through the woods to this place. It seems unnoticed. A glance around finds other stones planted in a specific design before the larger stone. About ninety yards away, in a direct line from the center of the stone I find an old mound. I cannot comprehend the meaning of the place, but I recognize it at once as having some meaning, as a place of ceremony or simply perhaps a landmark to indicate place or direction."
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"...playful adaptation..." ????
Since the author comes under slight criticism for borrowing photos without permission it opens the door to other criticisms: this account sounds like a hodge-podge including a bit of on-line browsing together with a walk taken by the author.
And why am I being so snyde? Because the question of: "how much was forgotten" is of particular interest to me.
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