I'm right on the border of New England proper which means dry stack stone fences for miles!
I actually am inspired to make them because of all the ones that I see. I however don't have field to plow up tons of stones so I am limited to my small footprint and nearby.
Fun fact, my family has hunted the same public land for years that is a mountain covered in trees in the modern era. It contains dozens upon dozens of 'plots' delineated by stone fences from a far ago time. If I have my timing correct, I believe a good chunk of them came from Merino wool craze in the 1830's that spread out from Vermont.