One Good Thing

Went walking again today. By the house there's a foundation for a hen house that was laid long before I was born. I walked along its edges. Not ruins as such, but history nonetheless. Speaking of forgotten things, there was an old ice house by the woods that was filled in decades ago. It's now just a mound of earth covered by brush and limbs. I'd love to excavate. What would I find? My fantastical mind would hope for treasure, a lost painting, or even a skeleton or two. But in truth, there's ...