Once again Sue at Life Looms Large is requesting colors of the month. Having missed last month, I’ll try to make up for it with extra photos taken on a Historic Marker hunt down the Connecticut River Valley earlier this month. The only constant this fine day was a beautiful blue sky.
March is when the ice fishing shacks begin to be removed from the many lakes in New Hampshire. This is taken in Canaan, NH. with Canaan Street Lake in the background, and a snowy Mt. Cardigan in the distance.
The Cornish-Windsor Bridge over the Connecticut River. Connecting …uh… Cornish NH., and Windsor VT. It should be named the “Mostly Cornish-Tiny bit Windsor” bridge, as New Hampshire owns the whole thing to the opposite shore, and pays for upkeep.
The old meeting houses of New Hampshire are beautiful things. The Park Hill meeting house in Westmoreland was built in 1762. They didn’t like it where it was, so in 1779 they fired up the trusty Ox carts, took it apart, and reassembled it here. The steeple houses a bell cast by the Paul Revere Foundry, circa 1826.
As the March 6th sun begins to get low in the sky, the shadow of a Historical Marker hides my own. Didn’t want to ruin the shot. The Ashuelot River winds its way past “Granite State Mowing Machine Park” in Hinsdale. Yes, there’s a Marker for that.
And so a great day comes to a close in the furthest southwest corner of the state. For the record, the lovely Carol and I located anther 20 Historical Markers. How is it possible to find so many in a day? I cheat. I’ll save the dirty little secret for another post.