To immortalize a woodshed in this way both amused and heartened me. Of course, this isn’t marking any, old woodshed; this recognizes Henry David Thoreau’s woodshed, behind his cabin near Walden Pond in Concord, Mass.
The elegant, engraved, flush stone denotes a site vital to Thoreau’s solitary cabin life in the mid-eighteen-hundreds. It was here that he stored the wood, vital to stoking the cabin fire that warmed him while he wrote. Without the woodshed, perhaps he never would have had the cabin experience that led him to write Walden: Or, Life in the Woods.
I imagine that the notion of acknowledging and celebrating something as fundamental and essential as the woodshed would have pleased Thoreau, as would the stone marker itself. Simple and rugged, surrounded by a soft bed of leaves, it seems a fitting echo of Thoreau’s hardy life amidst the natural world.
It is, after all, the luxury of life’s essentials, like wood for a warm shelter, which makes our intellectual lives possible.
by Katie Hutchison for the House Enthusiast
