I was making a photographic driving tour of New York Route 11, headed east from the town of Lawrence to the town of Bangor, New York (see previous two posts), and came upon this old, abandoned shed - or was it once a house?:
A sugar house with a full woodshed, all ready to begin operations any day now:
An elaborate horse barn. I'll bet the view from the cupola at the top was magnificent:
And speaking of magnificent, these two horses fit the bill:
An auto mechanic's country garage:
A very old barn with a number of additions:
I noticed the sign post (without its sign) by this old barn and suspected that it was once a gas station on Route 11, between Malone and Potsdam:
This old barn had been abandoned so long ago that trees had grown up all around it:
And the house next to the old barn had also been abandoned:
A lovely old barn, which still appeared to be in usable condition:
An example of an old barn still standing, thanks to the steel roof they'd put on. This was the last photo I took on this driving tour, so I began the return trip toward home. The rural scenery in this area is lovely, and I find it a pleasure and privilege to record some of it for posterity:
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Tuesday, February 14, 2017
Wednesday, September 17, 2014
Old Fashioned Harvest Days In The Town Of Madrid - Part 1
The St. Lawrence Power And Equipment Museum was hosting the autumn open house, called "Old Fashioned Harvest Days," and I attended. I parked my car and entered the grounds. Power equipment of varying degrees of antiquity (but mostly quite old) was everywhere:
The last time I was here, the school house had been moved into place and work days were scheduled to get it restored. They'd dedicated it that very morning and I was anxious to see the improvement:
They'd done a marvelous job and filled it with old style desks, the original chalkboard and a school marm in period costume. There was children's graffiti on the front wall from 1944, but it didn't photograph well. Still, it was nice to see that they'd allowed such historic touches to remain:
Outside of the school house were antique tractors:
And more antique tractors and other farm equipment:
And a small barn, sand pile and toy equipment for kids to play with:
I walked from there to the old, restored shoe shop:
It was authentically restored, both inside and out:
Antique cars and trucks were everywhere, parked casually as if their drivers were just off visiting the museum's displays - and perhaps they were:
Then I went to see the old, restored Texaco station:
It too was authentically restored, both inside and out:
And reminded me of gas stations from my childhood. Heck, it reminded me a little bit of the mechanic's garage where I take my car now:
There were harvesting demonstrations:
And steam engines of all sizes and descriptions running. This small one was powering an old time log splitter. But there was lots more to see. I'll post Part 2 tomorrow:
The last time I was here, the school house had been moved into place and work days were scheduled to get it restored. They'd dedicated it that very morning and I was anxious to see the improvement:
They'd done a marvelous job and filled it with old style desks, the original chalkboard and a school marm in period costume. There was children's graffiti on the front wall from 1944, but it didn't photograph well. Still, it was nice to see that they'd allowed such historic touches to remain:
Outside of the school house were antique tractors:
And more antique tractors and other farm equipment:
And a small barn, sand pile and toy equipment for kids to play with:
I walked from there to the old, restored shoe shop:
It was authentically restored, both inside and out:
Antique cars and trucks were everywhere, parked casually as if their drivers were just off visiting the museum's displays - and perhaps they were:
Then I went to see the old, restored Texaco station:
It too was authentically restored, both inside and out:
And reminded me of gas stations from my childhood. Heck, it reminded me a little bit of the mechanic's garage where I take my car now:
There were harvesting demonstrations:
And steam engines of all sizes and descriptions running. This small one was powering an old time log splitter. But there was lots more to see. I'll post Part 2 tomorrow:
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