Hamburg, Connecticut

We pass this beaver pond whenever we go down to the shoreline. This is what I call authentic roadside lodging.

Vintage Sunday Drive Ride

This car was getting gassed up at the pump next to where I was filling my Chevy. I bet this vehicle has seen many miles of back road driving.

Green Cemetery

Anyone who lives in New England has seen them, those tiny, ancient cemeteries that turn up in the strangest places, like in forests and parks, along the roadsides and even in the middle of bustling urban settings. Many of our beautifully landscaped cemeteries fugue into these crumbling old sections where tombstones dating back hundreds of years can be found spread over scraggly lawns devoid of trees and care. Photo 1 is the stone of a Revolutionary War veteran and is dated 1788. It is still far from being the oldest stone is this cemetery. Photo 2 shows a drawing that was prevalent on many of the tombstones in that section, and I was a bit taken aback because they look like cartoon "shmoos" (or "shmoes" depending on who you ask) that we would draw in our school books as kids. Photo 3 shows a stone with a Christmas wreath propped against it, and I had to wonder who placed it there since all the stones in that area are approximately 200 to 300 years old.