I’ve traipsed these woods several dozen times.  Each time I find something different, new, or exciting.

This time, I was confronted by a horrible reality – construction.  A bulldozer was singlehandedly moving dirt and culm around in an open area of the woods.  I always felt this spot behind the Hanover Green Cemetery was uncharted, unknown to anyone but myself and my close friends.  We never meant any harm to this area, but I fear that soon we will become the intruders.

What are they doing with it? Why? What will happen? Will I ever be able to come back?

I know the answer to one question, however: Will I get my sunglasses back? NO.