A Hearth And A Stone Walled Promised Land

I am reading in Deuteronomy and Walden or, Life in The Woods.  Both are stories of mans move into the Promised Land.  Yesterday Betty and I were hiking along no trail in The Great Smoky Mountains National Park when we walked upon an old fireplace and a stacked stone wall that went on for a quarter mile or more.  The fireplace had no chimney attached and the stone wall was more a broken and given away line than a wall.  I am always moved by mans marking of planet earth, the physical self left neatly behind.  Oh what a feat someone must of thought as he surveyed his walled in Promised Land.  A hearth and a wall are perhaps the best things to leave behind to mark our sojourn here on earth because they speak of hope and prosperity.