"the sweltering inhabitants of Charleston and New Orleans, of Madras and Bombay and Calcutta, drink at my well . . . The pure Walden water is mingled with the sacred water of the Ganges."

A series of murals depict the evolution of plant life from the Precambrian to the modern day.

The birthplace of the man who patented the cotton gin and pioneered interchangeable parts.

Utopia and nostalgia mingle at the site of Bronson Alcott's ill-fated agrarian commune.

The Wright Tavern is possibly the most important building in Concord Massachusetts to the American Revolution.

Herman Melville wrote 'Moby Dick' in this landmark 18th-century house surrounded by farmland.

This series of landscape dioramas tell the story of New England forestry in exacting miniature detail.

Small caves once used as a hiding place for some of those accused during the Salem Witch Trials.

This memorial garden is the final resting place of many beloved pets including that of a famous explorer.

Malcolm X's house during his most formative years faces an uncertain future.

The Burnside Fountain and its questionable interpretation.

This historic cemetery is filled with markers that look more like candy than was likely intended.

A monument to the Mohawk people stands along an old Native American trade route.

One of the few remaining monuments dedicated to South Boston's Irish heritage.

The birth home of one of cinema's legendary actresses.

A simple but powerful tribute to the 20 victims of the 1692 witch trials.

The filming location of a shark attack in Steven Spielberg's famous shark movie.

Books you don’t need in a place you can’t find.

This small section of the Sleepy Hollow Cemetery is rotten with famous authors' graves.

Life-size bronzes of the Grinch, Cat in the Hat, Yertle the Turtle, Sam-I-Am, and the Lorax—and the author himself.

Memorial of the Salem witchcraft hysteria in the town of Danvers, where it all began.

A museum dedicated to the quirky and colorful world created by Springfield's favorite son.

Friction between grains of sand cause a curious "singing" sound.

No one really knows how these old hobby horses got here, but the herd keeps growing.