More Low-key Adventures.

It was in the 70s today, which made running errands a pleasure. I am happy about the fact that I literally "run errands." Well, technically, I walk errands, but whatever.

Here's a view from a bench in Old Town Center - I mentioned posting this a couple days ago.



This is the bell tower I was also talking about. I try to time things so I'm nearby when it rings noon or six. We can hear it from our house, but it's fun actually see the bells go (deafening, but fun). I have no idea what one does to actually play a carillon. Will have to look that up.



There are several trails of various lengths that start at the (completely landlocked!?) old stone boathouse. I poked around in the woods for a while, and though you're really not that far from civilization, it feels like a gentle sort of forest wilderness. The trails are mostly in a valley, while the roads and houses are up above, so the noise of cars and such doesn't make its way in.



In other news, this is the favorite thing I have on my desk. J made it a while ago, and I can't stop inspecting it. So many little things to see. You must click the photo to make it big enough to get a good look.

Recent Adventures

I try to go walking around our neighborhood a lot so I don't go stir crazy in the house.

Is it a holiday of some kind? Perhaps some sort of flag competition I was unaware of?

There's a neat old church a block over. One gets to it by passing through the super-secret slate-roofed portal.



I like mission style lights, and I approve this arbor.



"I'll meet you at the cemetery gates. Keats and Yeats are on your side, while Wilde is on mine." A Smiths quote is almost always appropriate. Almost.





Quite a lot of grave markers from the 1800s. RIP, Sarah Jewett. She was younger than me when she died, yet she was a wife and a mother several times over.



This house across the street was begging to be sepia toned.



Walking through this area makes me feel almost as though I were in the Lake District. This neighbor has the "romantic English garden" down pat. I adore it.



As small as the village is, I still find new and interesting things almost every time I go walking. More to come: I was going to take some pictures of Old Town Center, which the church and these houses cluster around, but there was a lady sitting by the fountain eating lunch. I didn't want to bother her. Next time.