I have been thinking about Henry David Thoreau a lot today and his two-years at Walden Pond. I found this photo of the site of his one-room cabin. I expect one day, this transcendentalist shall follow Thoreau into the Woods.

I get it Henry.

Thoreau once theorized it got its name from the stones that mark its shore. Walled-in Pond. He said that an old potter told him once there was an iron chest in the pond that would disappear when treasure-seekers approached. Sounds like the same mythology behind the Holy Grail.