I passed by nice homes beneath big White Pines:
And old barns:
This house looked modern and comfortable:
The wooden seat on this front porch looked mighty inviting - but in the summertime, not in this weather:
I loved the ornate trim on this home - and there, once again, where the sinewy trees I suspected were Locusts:
A nice, compact home with a double garage:
An attached garage for avoiding the worst of winter's weather plus an old hand pump which, I suspected, might be functioning:
I passed by the Brasher Iron Works Cemetery:
And an old barn built of stone and rough cut lumber:
I was almost out of town when I passed this home:
I considered this bridge over the St. Regis River to be the end of Brasher Iron Works. I stopped on the bridge to watched the freight train passing by on an adjacent bridge and once again a few hundred feet later when I found the Railroad Crossing Warning barriers down and flashing:
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