Where We Live

Quietly Tucked In Near the Potomac

By Ann Cameron Siegal
Special to The Washington Post
Saturday, July 23, 2005

Before her family moved into a glass-walled contemporary house in the Moyaone Reserve two decades ago, Jean Thompson had to evict 22 black snakes residing inside.

The former owners of the house had christened it "Chemeketa," meaning "place of peace," but had left it in less than pristine condition. "I spent 24 hours absorbing it," said Thompson, "and decided the house was worth saving."

The setting had much to do with her decision. Moyaone, pronounced moy-own with emphasis on the second syllable, is a heavily wooded community nestled near the Potomac River in the Piscataway National Park's scenic easement, straddling the Prince George's/Charles county line, 20 miles south of the U.S. Capitol.

Named for a Piscataway Indian village that occupied the site until 1623, this nature lover's paradise was designed to ensure that the view from Mount Vernon across the river would never be marred by development. Its 180 houses, most on lots of five acres or more, are tucked under canopies of hardwoods along miles of private gravel roads.

Beavers have created a new wetland area along Bryan Point Road. Blue heron deftly catch small fish there; the clicking noise made by northern cricket frogs sounds almost like someone is rolling dice in the marsh. A recent notice on the community's electronic bulletin board asked if someone had lost a goat.

Thompson, an artist and one of the founders of Alexandria's Torpedo Factory Art Center, describes her trek from that city to her front door as an exercise in "funneling" -- gradually shaking off the suburban clamor. She heads over the Wilson Bridge, down Indian Head Highway to Accokeek, onto a winding country road, then follows gravel lanes to her long, tree-lined driveway. The rocky path to her door requires slowing down even more. "It's designed so that you have to look down as you walk," she said. "By the time you get to the front door, you feel like you're in West Virginia."

What the Moyaone Reserve has become over the past 60 years is a testament to the foresight and environmental awareness of a small group of people long before such was fashionable, as well as to the continued efforts of the Moyaone Reserve Association, the Accokeek Foundation and the Alice Ferguson Foundation.

In the 1920s, Henry and Alice Ferguson sought a 10-acre refuge from the city, but ended up purchasing 130 acres called Hard Bargain Farm overlooking the Potomac River across from Mount Vernon. For decades, their weekend retreat attracted a lively group for Saturday afternoon cocktails, Sunday volleyball games, archeological digs and nature watching.

The Fergusons gradually purchased hundreds of adjacent acres and began selling land to their friends. After Alice's death in 1951, Henry set the stage to preserve Hard Bargain for environmental education programs by establishing the Alice Ferguson Foundation.

Karen Jensen Miles grew up in Moyaone and remembers Henry Ferguson as a petite man with a patch on one eye, who was prone to wearing kilts and telling children stories of former Indian villages on the property.

Now the program director for Hard Bargain Farm, Miles said she joined her parents, who were biologists, every Saturday afternoon at "Fergie's" in the 1960s. Children had the run of the farm. "We had no fear. . . . We'd go down into the ravines and feel like no one was ever there before," she said.

Sheryl Romeo, a real estate agent in Accokeek, recalled a story involving a contemporary house with a deck that cantilevers over a ravine. "Before [the couple] built the house, they had their banker come out to look at the land." Upon seeing the ravine, he exclaimed, "Gosh, how are you going to fill that in?"

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