I discovered Jewitt Road because it looked like a quick way to get where I was going. But I saw immediately that it was a scenic gem, and I had my camera with me, so:
This old barn was well kept but still retained the old look:
A small but useful barn in great shape:
A collection of barns and outbuildings within a board fence. It looked to me like it could have been set in Wyoming or Eastern Oregon:
A lovely, small barn with fading colors:
The adjacent willow tree helped give color to this barn as it glistened in the sun:
The Lucky 711 Tack Shop (horse supplies) had two elaborate pieces of what I assumed to be chainsaw art - the horse head near the sign, and the man shoeing the horse at the right edge of the photo:
This barn appeared to have steel siding, but even that was beginning to lose its paint:
A large sawmill operation with a complex of buildings:
A family farm with lots of buildings:
Another family farm, a page out of history:
This farm had an orchard in the front yard, each tree meticulously pruned. I felt rather ashamed of my own untrimmed apple trees. The barns in the back, the old silo and the farm house with big front porch all helped to make this one of the prettiest farms I'd ever seen:
I was just about to the end of the road when I photographed this field full of farm equipment. There was a lot of it, all parked on a hay field which appeared to be regularly cut, so I imagine that all of the equipment was in regular use:
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Monday, March 28, 2016
Franklin County Routes 53 And 22, From Bangor To North Bangor - Part 2
I was continuing my driving tour on County Route 22, headed north out of North Bangor, New York, and the rural scenery was lovely:
Stone walls and a house with lots of color and lots of additions - not to mention two brick chimneys:
A large home in immaculate condition, placed in a rural setting. This, it appeared to me, would be a fine place to raise the children who played on that swing and elevated playhouse in the backyard:
The sun cast elaborate shadows across the front of this country home, which struck me as a "gingerbread house:"
One of the longest barns I'd ever seen, with two silos and a grain bin. I'd want a golf cart to get from end of that barn to the other:
The same barn as above but seen from the end, from where I could tell that this was a major farming operation:
The willow tree here was just beginning to bud and set off this lovely farm with just the right touch of contrasting color:
The barn which went with the above house. This looked to me like a fine place to enjoy country life:
A very large and apparently modern barn which sat rather far off the road, on the other side of a large pond:
Horses, one with a blanket, enjoyed the cold but beautiful morning:
County Route 22 ended at the intersection of the road which would take me to Brushton, NY and back home again. So I took this one last photo and began the journey back home:
Stone walls and a house with lots of color and lots of additions - not to mention two brick chimneys:
A large home in immaculate condition, placed in a rural setting. This, it appeared to me, would be a fine place to raise the children who played on that swing and elevated playhouse in the backyard:
The sun cast elaborate shadows across the front of this country home, which struck me as a "gingerbread house:"
One of the longest barns I'd ever seen, with two silos and a grain bin. I'd want a golf cart to get from end of that barn to the other:
The same barn as above but seen from the end, from where I could tell that this was a major farming operation:
The willow tree here was just beginning to bud and set off this lovely farm with just the right touch of contrasting color:
The barn which went with the above house. This looked to me like a fine place to enjoy country life:
A very large and apparently modern barn which sat rather far off the road, on the other side of a large pond:
Horses, one with a blanket, enjoyed the cold but beautiful morning:
County Route 22 ended at the intersection of the road which would take me to Brushton, NY and back home again. So I took this one last photo and began the journey back home:
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