These are some scenes I took in Argyle at different times.
Those big leaves are mullein. It was used in bandaging in ancient times. I think some people made cough medicine out of too.
I have forgotten what this is but I liked the picture. Maybe its the dead stalks of the mullein flower after it goes to seed.
More of the same.
I took this on West road when I came for a visit. An old man used to live here but he died and all that was left on his property was this beat up flag still waving in the wind.
This one I really liked. When I lived in Kingsbury and drove the Coach road to work I would cross the Smith Basin bridge here. I loved these wild flowers growing along the bank. I wanted to paint it. I think Sue and I took Tommy for a drive here to see if it still looked the same and I shot the photo but from the bridge not in the car.
The house in winter in later years. I think Sue took this shot.
She took this one of Dick Taylor's place. He had so much junk and garbage around. I wouldn't call it farming what he did. He was cruel to his animals and very nasty. Mom told me a story once about how he tried to geld a pony. She said she could hear the animal screaming at her house. It didn't survive.
An earlier view of the Pinto in winter. It was taken before the add-on shed had been built. He built that tiny shed out back at first to store his saws and things in but later he let Sue put chicken wire fencing around it and put cats in there in summer. At one time she found a wounded bird and kept it in there awhile till it was healed. I think the vet told her it was a carrier pigeon and thought to be extinct.
Winters are hard all over New York but snow is a hazard you accept and learn to deal with. This was where we started the tradition of saving some of the fourth of July sparklers to set up in the snow in the night on Christmas Eve to light up the way. We didn't believe in Santa but we still loved the sparklers in the snow.