I'd taken a very nice driving tour through the hamlet of Winthrop, but I was on my way home and it was time to put my camera away and point my car toward the farm and my waiting dogs. I began heading home, but couldn't resist snapping a few more photos along the way. Thus, Chapter Six:
This once grand old home appeared to have been abandoned and it seemed to me quite a shame. Someone with a lot of money, know-how and energy could work a miracle here:
This home was in fine shape - except for that sagging front porch. I noticed the barn out back, an indication to me that this was once a farm:
A smaller house along the way:
A great little barn with a garage as a companion, though neither one had been plowed out. I noticed the lawn chair and bicycle sitting out in the snow. Apparently no one had been using either building all winter:
This home was, I thought, bigger than it looked from the front - and judging by the number of vehicles parked there, might have been a duplex:
Another long, low house, a rather common shape in that area:
A more modern home:
A nice yellow house and attached barn:
A grand home of woodsy brown and red brick:
I crossed the St. Regis River on my way out of Winthrop and on my way back home:
But there was one more home to photograph before I put my camera away. This one was notable for its grand collection of stuff which was piled everywhere. This ended my driving tour of Winthrop:
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