Last Friday was a nice Spring day with temperatures up near 60 degrees. I spent a bit of time in the late afternoon photographing Great Brook as it runs past Joan’s cousin Margie’s house.
Back in the 19th century, Great Brook, the outlet of Gregg Lake, performed much work along its short run to the Contoocoock River. It was lined with many water-powered mills which are, alas, no more.
The brook still flows high in the spring and dependably all year even though its power goes untapped.
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What a difference a day makes! We awoke on Saturday to a bit of snow in the air! A couple of inches accumulated before it turned to rain but the temperature was in the 30’s all day.
Joan had turned over the garden the previous weekend. But, as all northern New Englander’s know, we are still weeks away from safe planting time as the first photo below clearly shows! The apple trees in the yard are flirting with emergence and ended up with a cold, wet blanket for their trouble.
As the day wore on patchy fog developed. I headed up Meeting House Hill on my way back from doing some chores in town. I (correctly) figured that it would be foggy up there and that would set the mood for a few photographs of the cemetery.
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We went to bed on Saturday with snow still covering most of the ground but awoke early on Sunday to 50 degrees and no snow. The New England Spring is never dull!