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We descend past clumps of trees into the darker, hill-surrounded valley, aiming for the eerie shimmer of a dew pond where we pause to sit.

One presumed burial mound, which appeared from the air to have an exciting surrounding circle of pits for burials or ritual deposits, proved to be a medieval dew pond.

“Why, when did they bring them in from the Dew Pond?” she asked herself, again aloud.

Later, even, she went to the barn and the Dew Pond.

“Have you seen the Dew Pond yet?”