Can't believe how quickly Springtime turned to Summer, but it's really wonderful. I'm luxuriating in this Shakespearean Green World, in my natural habitat at long last after a rather grueling Winter!!
Now over the hill from me lies this 1818 church and 1800 one-room schoolhouse. There is nothing especially remarkable about such structures around here, but these ones have been out of commission for a long time, and remain perfectly intact portals into the early 20th century inside. I used to spy on it when I was riding my horse around as a whippersnapper; it's truly one of the most serene and graceful spots I know, on a gentle knoll flanked by meadowland.
Dig those velvet Victorian Eastlake chairs behind the pulpit:
I am wearing a new-ish find here, a 1950s alphabet-print dress I picked up for $10.
City of the Dead! No old Vermont church would be complete without one. Not as old as the nearby Blanchard, but still in use, and so very picturesque.
Hey, think they'll let me rent this room out to live in?! I will sleep on the bench, I don't care.
Here's that one-room schoolhouse from the Year of Our Lord 1800:
Hasta luego and a happy June to you all!!