Finnegan Road In The Town of Lawrence

The dogs and I had just finished a hike on the Rutland Nature Trail, beginning on Finnegan Road. Once I had all the pooches back in the car, I decided that this lovely rural road would make a nice driving tour:

This was more forest than farm fields, a rural road with comfortable, country homes:

There were old houses and new, big houses and small. This rather large home sat far back behind a row of trees and a stone wall:

This old farmstead may have been the home of one of the area's original settlers, maybe even the Finnegans:

Another family farm, with barns out behind the house:

A home with a patio deck and small lighthouse out front:

A large home with an impressive porch and a pond:

A woodsy home, set back in the trees and looking peaceful:

A smaller home:

Older barns alongside a modern home:

A modular and a mobile home:

A log home with an American flag, set back in the woods. There weren't many homes on Finnegan Road, and this was the end of our driving tour. But we'd had our hike and were anxious to get home:

Leary Flint Road In The Town Of Brasher, New York

When I first discovered Leary Flint Road, all I could think of was the famous, gnarly publisher of Hustler Magazine, Larry Flynt. But I got over it. Leary Flint Road was very narrow, sparsely settled and mostly forest. It was likely not paved. There was far too much snow for me to tell.

There were few homes on the road and even fewer farms, though this old barn gave evidence that there once had been farms:

Aside from a few small farm fields and old barns, Leary Flint Road was mostly forest and woodsy type homes:

This home looked like a place one might be invited to for a family Christmas:

There were a few modern modular and mobile homes:

Life on Leary Flint Road appeared to be country living of the woodsy type:

This home looked large and modern. The snowy conifers gave it a cheery, inviting look:

A home with a classic gambrel roof:

Larry Flint Road eventually became Murry Road, where I photographed this camp, set back behind the pines. I'd planned to continue on to the county road and then turn, but discovered the bridge was out. I had to backtrack, retracing my route:

But returning the way I'd come gave me the chance to photograph a few places I'd missed on the way in - like this very old cemetery, so buried in snow that its fence was barely visible:

I'd also missed photographing this place the first time through because the mail carrier was stopped at their mailbox. But that was all there was of Leary Flint Road. There are a lot of small, rural roads of this sort in the area and I sure do enjoy touring them:

McCarthy Road, Stockholm/Winthrop, New York - Part 1

We had a rainy day and I was in no mood to work outdoors anyway, so I took a driving tour to McCarthy Road in the town of Stockholm, and especially in the hamlet of Winthrop (which is within the town of Stockholm):

McCarthy Road began less rural and more settled than I'd expected. This mobile home did not appear to be lived in any more:

There were well kept homes beneath old Maple trees:

Neat and tidy mobile homes:

And modular homes. Most every home and yard showed that someone had been spending time mowing and gardening. Many, perhaps most, homes had garden gnomes, planters, benches, birdbaths, etc. to ornament them:

This mobile home was a good example:

McCarthy Road began to get both more woodsy and more agricultural. This log home showed the more woodsy style:

There were hay fields, bordered with trees:

Old barns, some of them nearly fallen down:

Old farmsteads, all fixed up with split rail fences and Day-Lilies just about to bloom:

Someone had been doing some repairs on this old barn to keep in top-top shape:

And there was a series of hay fields, each of them with rail fencing along the road:

This modular had an outbuilding and lots of roses in bloom. I still hadn't seen any commercial agriculture, but we were nearing the hamlet of Winthrop, so I figured that I wasn't going to see any on this road. Yet I was only about half way along McCarthy Road. I'll post Part 2 tomorrow: