we no longer live here,
but this house survived, among many things, the hurricane of '38 (just barely),
some live-in goats and a few chickens (the family before ours),
dogs and cats (ours), a river rat (ugh...no pet, that),
and the births of our two daughters.
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There's lots of history in that home, which looks beautiful as it is surrounded by the woods. Love the way they "screen" the house.
A great place for a beautiful and resilient house. Lots of memories around, I imagine.
I was so sad when I discovered that the house were I was born was torn down few years ago.
A lot of memories there. We all have them.
I would think to have alzheimers and not know your history would be almost as bad as going blind and not being able to see it.
Must be great to see your old house every now and then.
So many memories wrapped up in a lovely snowy package.
Sunny :)
Ah memories---except for the river rat are good. Lovely house. It looks like we both went down memory lane yesterday. MB
It's a beauty. Right up against a hillside here?
How does it feel to be part with some thing memorable. Brattcat you still own the house? I too was very sad when knowing the house and farm I grew up at had been sold.
Other than the rat, what lovely memories. Living on a babbling brook....nice.
Do you live close by? I always get sentimental over the small apartment we used to live in where I grew up. But all the wonderful memories are a comfort ;)
What memories that home must have! It looks nice and cozy, I'm sure you spent many good times there.
It's a wonderful story and memories.So nice that you can remember it with joy and love in your heart.
Beautiful house,lovely place!
And our "home"will be always good when the true love that exists inside our heart spreads its sweetness and light around.
Léia :)
It is a beautiful place..,
Thank you all, always, for your kind comments. Henny, we no longer own the house. Kaori, we live about twenty minutes drive away now.
Birdman, yes, right up against a hill. This placed us in one of those "isolated cold pockets" where the cold circulated over the icy river, through our house, up against the hill, back to the river, through our house, against the hill...It was always ten degrees colder in this spot than almost anywhere else in the county. This is one of the reasons we left.
A beautyful house among the trees, near a river..A perfect home for your memories..
I don't know where I was born, so I can dream That it was in such a lovely place..
Hey Kitty-
Someone gave me a gift of the latest YANKEE Magazine. Wonderful shots of Vermont and an article and photo of Brattleboro's Harris Hill Ski Jump. A Kitty photo soon? Ha
Looks to be a great old house and I really like the way your composed the photo with the swollen river and the naked trees.
Why did you move away?
Good to be able to go back to one's roots!
I looked at this up-close and wondered about the river. It looks lovely behind those fat snow flakes and the stand of trees. I sure it holds many fond memories for you.
beautifully composed and shot! sure can evoke nostalgia!
What memories you must have and how nice to be able to visit and then go to your warm home. It's amazing that the house didn't get washed away in the 1938 flood.
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How magical and what memories. Love this shot, love this place.
You are so lucky to see it live on and thrive! It's pretty, do you talk to it when you walk past it?
What a wonderful house and what a glorious situation. I have always longed for a river frontage.
Sugaring off starts a long time before the snow melts. I still say 5 - 6 weeks. Once the sap starts rising it is a portend of spring to follow and somehow easier to wait for.
What a wonderful house!
Your words bring to mind the song "The Auld House" written by Lady Nairne, Carolina Oliphant in the 1700's.
Cheers.
Melbourne Daily Photo
How very poetic! Evoked more images and feelings than many published ones.
The photo is superb too...very poignant - a beautiful scene with a hint of wistfulness provided by the viewpoint of the house thru the trees.
You must have so many treasured memories of the house where your daughters were born. How wonderful that you are able to revisit it now.
I believe this photo has a special meaning to you and it's beautiful!
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