There's a story that a tourist saw a Vermont farmer taking rocks out of one of his fields and using them to build up one of the many stone walls in the region. He stopped and called out, "Where'd all these rocks come from?" The farmer yelled back, "Glacier brought 'em." "Where'd the glacier go?" "I think it went back to get more rocks."
Geologically, post-glacial Vermont is rich; the scientific map of its zones is like colored baklava. Along with elephantine "glacial erratics" and wonderfully decorative small stones that appear every time it rains, gravel pits and other excavations yield boulders that go to various properties as traffic barriers and border indicators. These display on a larger scale the beauty that can also be found in streambeds, along lakeshores, and wherever someone needed a load of gravel. If someone knows a word for "connoisseur of boulders," let me know--definitely I am one, and I hope you will enjoy these silent partners in the Vermont landscape.