Clouds build and enhance a pastoral farm scene in Washington Depot. Located 80 miles north of New York City, it is a popular escape for the city folk with too much money and a yearning for the gentleman/gentlewoman farmer life (on weekends anyway).
The little red shed - it gets more weathered and dilapidated every year. It must be disguising a portal to a parallel universe or the owners would surely have torn it down otherwise.
A running dog.
A walking dog.
No dog at all.
One of thousands of stone walls that dot the landscape of Litchfield County.
A riot of Bee Balm - and no hummingbirds around to enjoy it.
"Weeds" by the side of the road.
A white fence.
A faintly pink sky at sunset.
Glowing sunflower sculpture meets black-eyed-susan. It's a beautiful life in the Depot, I look forward to visiting again.
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