Monday evening had me sky gazing again.
Tuesday morning was quite nice too.
One of those mornings I have to capture.
Hard to describe, though I am sure there is a technical term for it.
The sky was largely obscured by a thin layer of low streaky cloud.
That’s the best I can do. Would it bring rain? Not until late last night, fortunately…
We had plans. We were going to the beach!
What?!
When going to live somewhere foreign (anywhere you are unfamiliar with), it is always best to befriend the natives who know what needs to be known!
Our neighbour Ed is a constant source of invaluable information.
Yesterday we went to investigate The Georgi:
It is but a stone’s throw from us, in the town of Salem.
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The day being now overcast and unseasonably cool, there were no other visitors.
As we parked I was immediately captivated by a row of hydrangea trees.
The flowers are exquisite and I took many more pictures than I can possibly share.
While I was doing that…
Grant spotted an observer.
There has never been a cat I wouldn’t stop and talk to. So I made the attempt, but got strong eyes and rude remarks!
One cannot be offended by feline rejection!
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Across the lawn beyond the hydrangeas, a path led to the Batten Kill River.
Which is flowing very low and slow.
Just weeks ago the beach would have been submerged.
On a hot day this would be a great place to swim and people can launch kayaks here.
While I know very little about them, rocks have always fascinated me.
Mr Georgi whose legacy this place is, was a geologist and mining engineer who spent a lot of time in Bolivia and the house which is now a museum contains a good collection of minerals.
Additionally, The Georgi has a collection of medieval art which is something I would really not have expected to find here.
Walking back up from the river we discovered a Chinese chestnut which reminded us of conkers, though I don’t recall English chestnuts being quite as vicious!
Then I couldn’t resist a couple more photos of those other trees.
Hydrangeas are good value because they look good at almost any time of year.
And bees like them…
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The little river that gets around. I took the picture as a reminder to check out a few places we haven’t discovered yet.
Personally, I look forward to coming back here when there is snow on the ground and ice in the river, but Fall will be good too.
And with Fall drives in mind we continued our expedition, which I’ll write about tomorrow…
Okay, it looks like a nice place, and I read the link. But ‘The Beach’ is a stretch, and I am sure you know that. 😊
Best wishes, Pete.
Well it’s stony but I think with a mat you could lie on it comfortably. I gave that sort of thing up long ago!
The Hydrangeas are spectacular. I recall that you have explained the name ‘Batten Kill’ before, but I can’t recall and I’m fascinated by it.
Hello Colin! Good to see you. “Kill” is I believe Dutch or maybe old Dutch for Brook.
Yes of course. I remember now. I hope I can manage to stick around!
Thank you, Carolyn, for the beautiful hydrangea trees and the landscapes courtesy of your skill with the camera. I love Annabelle, with huge white heads, but planted several others in many colors, including blue.
Joanna
A place to return to again and again!
Your Tuesday morning sky is absolutely beautiful! A beach with hydrangea trees and a cat – that’s what you call a little piece of paradise. Stunning photos … you’re right, it’s definitely the kind of place I would want to visit more than just once.