I was on my way to do some shopping in Massena, but had detoured on the way to see some small hamlets in the town of Stockholm. This place, it was obvious, was cutting and selling cedar fence posts:
A comfortable country place. I didn't see any sign of horses, though, so I'd bet they have a lot of mowing to do:
And this was just an old field becoming overgrown with White Pines and dusted ornately with white snow. I thought it was spectacularly beautiful. This would certainly be a photo worth clicking on to get an enlarged view:
A comfortable farm home with a wagon wheel:
A new (or newly sided) place set way back off the road. Often, new unpainted wood siding means an Amish family is living there and fixing up the place. But in this case, I saw no barn, horse or buggy:
The quintessential northern farmstead:
All surrounded by forest:
A friendly looking home:
And a giant old barn on the plains. Actually, it was a series of barns:
Farm house and barns and silo. This was real farm country. But I figured that I was passing out of North Stockholm at that point and checked my map to see how to get to Massena. I'll post more tomorrow:
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