Over The River And Through The Woods - Part 2

 I was driving to the little village of Brasher Falls, but taking the long way so I could enjoy the wintry rural scenery - like this old, red barn:

And this log home:

There were woodlands everywhere along the way:

I passed through the village of North Lawrence, where I saw this lovely white church in the snow:

And a red brick church:

I passed through some forests with bigger trees and guessed that I was in the Brasher State Forest, though I didn't see any signs to that effect:

And then I arrived in the little village of Brasher Falls, where I crossed over the St. Regis River on that bridge. The grocery store, my destination, was just across that bridge:

And right on the banks of the St. Regis River stood the ruins of what clearly had once been a large, stone building. I could only guess that it had once been a mill of some kind:

On my way home, I passed by this herd of mostly Angus cattle:

And the farm where I'd purchased my bedding hay for the year:

I stopped briefly for a photo of my neighbors' Herefords:

And their three horses. But I was home, and that was the end of my journey. Even a short trip to the grocery store can be an opportunity for great beauty when one is willing to see it:

Over The River And Through The Woods - Part 1

We were recovering from a Nor'easter and I needed cough syrup, so I decided to drive to the village of Brasher Falls where there was a small grocery store. The snow was clinging to the trees along the way and everything was so lovely that I decided to take photos of the rural scenery. There were woodlands between the farms:

And lots of horses:

This farm house and barn sure added color to the white landscape:

It was all so beautiful that I decided to take a detour, making a broad loop to get to Brasher Falls:

Most of the woodlands were former farm fields allowed to grow up to forest, but I knew that the Brasher State Forest was just ahead and I'd likely find some bigger trees there:

I passed by old barns:

And beech trees which still clung to their leaves:

There were modern homes too. This one looked like a scene from a Christmas card:

An old shed, now all alone in the woods:

Lots of conifers of various kinds:

A big red barn with brush grown up around it:

And a big old maple tree alongside the road. I was about halfway to Brasher Falls and there was more to see along the way. I'll post Part 2 tomorrow: