The moon was at my feet at one point during my walk around North Cove this afternoon; a special shout-out to Mother Nature for her placement of the leaves: flowing from the break in the snow, and reaching out toward the tip of the crescent. It was the first snowfall of the season last night.
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The Connecticut River flowing into the Long Island Sound, barely visible beyond the far right side of the pier.
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Taken on Bub Hubner’s farm some 15 years ago. Bub was in his early 70’s at the time, and still actively working around the place. He passed away in 2014; the farmstead was his home for 77 years.
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Friends Neil and Kate keeping in touch with their daughter Ana, off somewhere in Italy at the time.
This photo, centered as it is on digital communication and modern life, seems worlds apart from the older, less technological one of the previous post. We might think the residents of that farmhouse – given their immersion in that natural world – might have have no time or inclination for Skype, but who knows? As a friend of mine said recently “..I learned something today, about not jumping to conclusions..”
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This place – looking a little forlorn and needing some maintenance – is probably similar to how the many small family farms in VT looked a century ago. One of my first summer jobs when I was thirteen or so was on a place like this: 8-10 cows, 3 horses, many chickens, and a proverbial ton of hay to be baled every summer. I saw a mountain lion there, a surprising and incredibly beautiful sight, strolling along a treeline at the edge of a meadow behind the main farmhouse. There’s a nice article on whether they’re still around in the November issue of Yankee magazine here.
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