Went up to northeast CT for some barnboard – turned out to be too far gone for the cabinet in my mind’s eye – but had a nice visit with the farmer. His barn blew down a few years ago when Hurricane Sandy came through (thus the barnboard), with winds apparently coming in from the north. I wouldn’t have expected that as from our own location – 35 miles to the south – it clearly came in from the southeast. “I’ve been here 62 years and I’ve never seen anything like that wind…” adding parenthetically as he gestured to an empty space, “nor did the barn..” He raises goats now and talked about the coyote and bobcat presence in the area, which “culls the herd”.
Remnants of days gone by can occasionally be spotted in the region, though most have disappeared or otherwise receded into the landscape, obscured by the swell of homes built in the last few decades -split levels, ranches, colonials – too much of a mishmash of styles for my taste. I did see a couple of old cemeteries though – this one was located on an east facing hill.