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I only met her once.  She had long ago married into the family that I loved in my childhood, and had recently fallen in love with again despite the 60+ year absence.  On Sunday I attended her memorial, her celebration of life.  And with four generations of family present it truly was a celebration.  Hearing everyone from her granddaughter to her sister speak of her love of reading and love of family, I saw that I would have enjoyed knowing her. But she was gone too soon.  She was a special part of this special family, and I saw that she will be missed.  And remembered.  It was a privilege to have been included in this day.

This celebration was held at her brother’s house, and when I arrived I was concentrating on seeing/meeting this large group of people that I had never met.  It was after I’d been there a few minutes that I began to notice the house itself. The low plaster and beamed ceiling as you walk in, and the seven (I think) fireplaces, one in every room. Turns out it was built in 1724, and as much of the original as possible is still present.  When necessary improvements had to be made, such as in the kitchen with it’s loft overlook, the original wood that had been taken out was used to build any new cabinets, etc.  It’s completely obvious that this house has been loved.  And it may not be an exaggeration to say that George Washington slept there.  His 2nd in command married the daughter of the home owner back in those old days, so it’s entirely possible.  Though someone mentioned that considering all the area houses making the claim that George Washington slept there it would seem George may have slept around a bit.  As we left we were talking about what a nice memorial it had been, which may be why I forgot to take the outside shots I had intended to take.


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One good thing…

I thought that this would be the day that I would make a blog post without a single picture.  You see I discovered a potential tick bite, yes again, on Sunday morning.  I could feel the skin wasn’t right, but for the life of me I couldn’t see what was wrong because it was located in an unmentionable spot.  So I resorted to taking a picture, a picture that I’d have bet you a million dollars that I’d never take.  And yes, a bite of some kind, but maybe it would heal on it’s own.  Besides, Sunday was a busy day that started by waking up in NY and finished in front of a campfire in MA.  And the next morning it was back to NH by way of VT, several times back and forth it seemed.  But this morning I decided to go get it checked out, if for no other reason than to be able to delete that picture from my phone before I mistakenly posted it online.  And, darn it all, turns out I have the full blown bulls-eye of Lyme disease.  Let’s see, it took me a little over a week of camping to get Lyme disease?  That must be a record.

So I got checked and I got my prescription, and asked Siri to take me home by the back roads, in search of a photo op.  So she sent me home on Lyme Road.  Sigh, of course she did.

But the good news is that I saw that Dartmouth College was in the area, and I didn’t even have to make a turn in search of the campus to stop for photos.  Lyme Road took me straight through the campus, so I did get a few photos today, and none of them are embarrassing!  A very good thing.6_11_19Dartmouth6_11_19Dartmouth26_11_19Dartmouth36_11_19Dartmouth46_11_19Dartmouth76_11_19Dartmouth86_11_19Dartmouth1006.11.19dartmouth606.11.19dartmouth906.11.19dartmouth1206.11.19dartmouth13

I have to say that Charley would have had a field day with this whole Lyme disease thing.  Oh, he’d be sympathetic alright, but he would have had a grand old time speculating on what I was up to that led to a tick bite on the butt.  And that’s the really not so great part, because I did nothing out of the ordinary.  So I have no clue what to do, or not to do, so it doesn’t happen again.  Excuse me while I go take my pill…

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Innisfree Gardens…

Down the most innocuous looking one lane dirt road, looking as if you’ve gotten onto a service road rather than the road into a garden destination, you will find Innisfree Gardens.  If not for the 15 mph signs every so often I’d have tried to find a spot to turn around.  I thought to myself that the senior price was only $5 and I shouldn’t have expected much.  But then you are finally in the parking area with lots of other people.  Some are pulling coolers out of their cars, clearly planning to spend some time rather than just take some pictures.  This sign greets you, and explains the place better than I ever could.6_08_19sign

And yes, you roam the paths and on the grass, and at every turn there are lovely little scenes. 06-08-19gardenview16_08_19gardenview46_08_19gardenview56_08_19gardenview66_08_19gardenview706-08-19threechairs6_08_19gardenview96_08_19gardenview36_08_19gardenview86_08_19gardenview26_08_19chairs

And of course where there are flowers there are bees, and butterflies…6_08_19bee6_08_19butterfly26_08_19purpleflower

But this dragonfly provided the most fun moment.  I had been keeping pace with a family of several generations as they enjoyed the park.  One of their group was wearing a red ball cap and a dragonfly decided to perch on it, much to the delight of her family.  I had missed the moment but I told them that dragonflies always come back to the same spot, and I was going to add that I didn’t think that that would apply to the cap, except there he was again.  Both he and she were quite cooperative and I appreciated the chance to capture that moment.  I hope they have stuck with the blog for a couple of days because I told them I’d use the photo, but it has taken me since Saturday to do it.6_08_19dragonflyhat6_08_19dragonfly

The little woodpecker in the featured photo was quite a surprise.  I wasn’t fast enough to catch the exchange as one adult flew into the nest and the other flew out.  But I zoomed as much as I could and took a picture of the tree just in case, and I planned to explain that I could hear the babies in there chirping for food.  Because I did, but what I couldn’t see until I looked at the photos in the computer was that someone was keeping a watchful eye on things.  It was a small price to pay for such a lovely day.

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Leaving places behind…

When my daughter moved out of New York I remember thinking that I’d be sad not to drive there from MD in August and see the sugar maples beginning to turn color in anticipation of fall.  And I would miss the ride on 81 N through Hazleton, PA where I would see spectacular early morning color in the valley as I drove on the road above, skirting a mountain which meant that the scene just kept revealing itself as I drove.  That was amazing.

And now it’s my son’s house in NY that I won’t be visiting again after this, except for a quick high school graduation trip soon.  Then they’ll be moving back to FL, so it’s good news really.  But I was aware of this and came here wondering if the deer would visit, and if I would I see some pretty farmland to photograph.  So far so good…6_08_10NYbirdie1birdie2I saw a deer out back almost as soon as I got here on Friday night.  I was able to sneak out the sliding glass door onto the screened porch, and then out the screen door and onto the steep back steps for these shots.  The back yard is a steep slope, too steep to mow, so the birds, winter wrens according to Merlin’s best guess, were enjoying the weeds and singing up a storm out there.  The deer stood still, watching me, and then disappeared into the woods.  She was back again this morning and maybe I was sneakier because she went about her business.  As soon as I got a few shots I went back inside and left her to munch away on those white flowers.6_08_10NYdeer26_08_10NYdeer1

On the way to dinner last night I stopped for a quick iPhone shot of this farm.  I can’t wait to get out there today and see what else I see out there…afternoonfarm

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VT Rt 103 S…

The beauty of my solo travels is that I can leave when I want to and stop for photos if I choose to.  I don’t think that Charley would have had the patience for it, unless it was a coin shop along the way and I suggested that we stop.  My destination this morning was Chester, NY, but it was Chester, VT that stole the show on this beautiful day.  No, the GPS didn’t steer me wrong, it was a coincidence, a happy coincidence.

The grist mill was the first thing to catch my eye as I drove.  And a nice, generous shoulder gave me plenty of room to stop.  I didn’t realize that it was part of the Vermont Country Store which was just up ahead.  My friend and I had just talked about taking a drive there, and there I was by total accident.  My visit was too short, but I can’t accumulate stuff to bring with me even though I was mighty tempted.


Darn, a kissing bridge and not a candidate in sight…


I wonder if my friend has ventured a little further south on that road?  I doubt it or I think she would have mentioned Chester, VT as a place to visit also.  With it’s beautiful Victorian houses, charming restaurants and shops, museum, and gazebo on the square,  this will be worth another look.  And for this visit I’d love the company.6_07_19VTinfobooth6_07_19VTeateries6_07_19VTgazebo6_07_19VTcemetery6_07_19VTwhiteflower6_07_19chesterfrontporch

A charming gentleman told me about the 7 apartments in this building.  He said that his is the best one, LOL.  It cost $30,000 to repair the roof structure underneath the slate tiles, and no one can go out onto the upstairs porch because the railing is too low.  Regulations these days.  I wonder how many people fell off that porch since that house was built?


But this is the shop that gave me a chuckle.  Six Loose Ladies, a knitting shop.  And just as I drove out of town I saw Lover’s Lane Road, and I had to wonder if that’s where the Six Loose Ladies live…