Today I took inventory of stone resources I can employ in upcoming projects. My supply is abundant but difficult to access due to its remote location. I’ll return in high summer with equipment to do some harvesting. The underbrush will be thick, the stones concealed. I’ll have to remember this day, the places I’ve been and the things I’ve seen. There’s one memory that’s sure to last. A glossy-coated black bear galloped across the trail in front of me. Up a steep hillside it scampered without breaking stride until pausing briefly to peer through the trees at the invader of its woods.