I began to find old farms on Hopson Road as I traveled north, heading into Massena. This old barn was spectacular:
This home may not have been a traditional old farmstead, but it made up for it with all the old farm equipment out front:
And this - I have no idea whatsoever what this amazing, antique machine was for. It looked like something from a dream, though, and I was fascinated by it:
There were cornfields which had never been harvested:
And tidy homes all alone on the windswept plains:
Very large square hay bales were piled in one field:
This home sported a split rail fence and corn stalks:
Bird houses and a small windmill:
I knew I was getting into the village of Massena when I came to these homes:
Yes, these homes were quite close to the population center. I would not be seeing any more farms on this driving tour:
And yet every home was surrounded by trees:
This lovely baby blue home was my last photo. I put my camera away and continued on in to Massena to do some shopping:
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