Between the gorgeous sunny day and the wonderful company, it felt like a good old-fashioned Adirondack Homecoming Holiday around here on Thursday. I had a nice visit with a neighbor for a few hours in the morning, the sun came out bright-and-shining for much of the afternoon, I had coffee with another neighbor and his neat kid for an hour, and a dear friend came home from a job out in western ski country. With such sun and merriment, what else was there to do with the in-between times but take photos?
Awful nice to have a neighbor with a gorgeous property behind you.
Now that’s what I call a White Pine! One of the original Small Pines.
“Obsessed, he insisted on shoveling the yard.”
Those aren’t the Small Pines … those are the Big Spruces!