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saxikathI thought I'd give you all a little visit to my grandparents' New Hampshire house. These are all photos I took last weekend. Many photos behind the cut.
This is the house itself. It dates from somewhere around 1790, though it's been remodeled somewhat since. It's been in my family for just over 50 years. It's called "Millside" because it was, originally, the miller's house. At various times, a grist mill and a sawmill used the water from the nearby river for power.
Looking down from near the door, you can see the bridge over the river. We used to play Poohsticks off the bridge (the water is often moving faster than it was this day). The plants have grown up a lot in recent years, as my grandparents haven't been living here full-time and nobody's been mowing and trimming.
This pump was the source of water for the house when my grandparents bought it, though running water was later installed. It could theoretically still work, though as you can see, it's slowly being swallowed.
Moving now to the back of the house, you can see down to the pond. You can't see as well as you used to be able to, though. Most of those evergreen trees weren't there before a few years ago.
There are relics of the house's history around. There's an old shoe in the kitchen that was found in the attic, and this sawblade has been sitting against a tree in back of the house for as long as I can remember.
Climbing this rock was the great challenge of childhood. It's taller than I am as an adult, but it doesn't seem so intimidating now.
This is the view across the pond from "the point," where you can get into the pond from my grandparents' property. Swimming to the island was another great challenge of childhood. Every morning for years, my grandfather would return from his morning swim with a water lily from those lily pads for my grandmother.
This is also from the point, after about a 90-degree turn to the right from the previous photo. It was an unusually still day.
And one extra photo, from the same trip but not from the house:
We spotted this fellow while driving. He posed just long enough for me to get a picture!
This is the house itself. It dates from somewhere around 1790, though it's been remodeled somewhat since. It's been in my family for just over 50 years. It's called "Millside" because it was, originally, the miller's house. At various times, a grist mill and a sawmill used the water from the nearby river for power.
Looking down from near the door, you can see the bridge over the river. We used to play Poohsticks off the bridge (the water is often moving faster than it was this day). The plants have grown up a lot in recent years, as my grandparents haven't been living here full-time and nobody's been mowing and trimming.
This pump was the source of water for the house when my grandparents bought it, though running water was later installed. It could theoretically still work, though as you can see, it's slowly being swallowed.
Moving now to the back of the house, you can see down to the pond. You can't see as well as you used to be able to, though. Most of those evergreen trees weren't there before a few years ago.
There are relics of the house's history around. There's an old shoe in the kitchen that was found in the attic, and this sawblade has been sitting against a tree in back of the house for as long as I can remember.
Climbing this rock was the great challenge of childhood. It's taller than I am as an adult, but it doesn't seem so intimidating now.
This is the view across the pond from "the point," where you can get into the pond from my grandparents' property. Swimming to the island was another great challenge of childhood. Every morning for years, my grandfather would return from his morning swim with a water lily from those lily pads for my grandmother.
This is also from the point, after about a 90-degree turn to the right from the previous photo. It was an unusually still day.
And one extra photo, from the same trip but not from the house:
We spotted this fellow while driving. He posed just long enough for me to get a picture!
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Great Photos, Kath!
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Date: 2005-08-21 10:19 pm (UTC)Thanks
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Date: 2005-08-22 03:11 am (UTC)I have vague memories of one of those old-fashioned water pumps in the yard of one of my sets of great-grandparents in southern Illinois. I say vague memories, because I visited there somewhere around the age of 2 1/2 or thereabouts. I also have vague memories of the farmland vista viewable from the swing on their front porch. Not as green as what you've got there. :)
Aren't those Great Blue Herons wonderful? We have a Great Blue Heron and a Great Egret that have spent a lot of time fishing in the southeastern end of the lake near our house this summer, and it's always fun to watch them. Beautiful creatures.
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