I realized nearly every picture I have taken lately has been either my daughter riding, or my son playing football…. oops … so I have been wondering what to post that is a little different… and here we are. We recently took a day trip up to New Paltz – this year was the first time I went into the town. Well, just past the main street you take a right turn, and you get to the block which is the oldest street in America. How cool is that? I love history, and the old houses on this block certainly convey that … old stone …
deep sills (that window sill was at least a foot deep)
and doors (can you believe how deep those doors are? and that lovely old transom… sigh … my heart is going pitter patter for that transom …)
a family could take shelter in that doorway … they just don’t make them like that anymore .
Hope you enjoyed the trip down a shady old street with me … imagining another place …
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