Everything in Vermont is just beautiful. Every view looks like it should be on a postcard. This is one of the first things I saw after crossing into Vermont:
Then I passed this place, and obviously had to stop and get some syrup:
I also pulled over for this old cemetery.
There were tombstones from the 1700’s.
(The greenhouse with a pool out back)
Then I passed this place, and obviously had to stop and get some syrup:
I also pulled over for this old cemetery.
There were tombstones from the 1700’s.
The scenery in Vermont was all green hills and red barns and white farmhouses with black shutters and old churches.
I finally made it to the Marsh-Billings-Rockefeller Historic Site. I didn’t tour the house (I feel like I’ve done enough of those for awhile), but I did walk around the estate. I have to admit, I felt kind of jealous. I would love to live on a huge estate with a mansion and stables and formal gardens and a greenhouse and nature trails and waterfalls.
(The greenhouse with a pool out back)
I didn’t realize it at the time, but this adorable covered bridge is the second longest in the country and takes you from Vermont into New Hampshire.
When I arrived at Saint-Gaudens National Historic Site, I didn’t even know who he was. Turns out he was a pretty famous sculptor. Oops. This was even more embarrassing because I grew up going to the Art Institute all the time, so I should have at least heard of this guy. But I never really paid much attention to the sculptures; I was super into the Impressionist paintings. #basic
I enjoyed the sculptures, and I learned something new.
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