By C. F. Lawrenson
On a walk in the early 1980's I found this pile of rocks where a field had been cleared decades earlier. It was located on a century farm bordering state game lands just south of Sabinsville, Pennsylvania. The big maple had held up for years with the weight of these huge rocks against it. My original fascination was with the textures in the rocks and trees that contrasted against the softness of the snow, but it was almost impossible to take a walk on this property without getting a glimpse of at least one whitetail along the way.