But we spent the day in, around, and on top of the Green Mountains of Vermont.
We started just down the road from our hotel at the Norman Rockwell Museum. Rockwell lived in this area for some time and many of the local people were models for his illustrations.
The museum featured his magazine covers and advertising pieces. The history of the times was reflected on the cover of the Saturday Evening Post. Here's the one near my birth day.
And this one is dated on the exact day of Tom's birth.
And then into the hills we went.
The first stop was at the Crowley Cheese Factory. Yep, they made wonderful cheddar right there in a building dating from 1880.
Also near Ludlow we found the Green Mountain Sugar House, a much larger maple syrup producer than we saw the other day, but not nearly as much fun.
And just up the road was this hand crafted furniture company, with amazingly beautiful tables and chairs and other custom items.
I loved this rocker made out of tapped sugar maple.
Across the road we could see one of the many ski areas on the mountains tops.
We had packed a road lunch with sandwiches from Subway, an apple from the hotel, some cheese we bought at the Crowley Cheese Factory, and some maple sugar candy from the Sugar House. We ate it here in the gazebo on the green in Ludlow.
This was our view.
The next mountain village was Weston, which was first settled in 1761, although at that time this village green was a frog pond.
The old mill is now a tool museum.
And The Vermont Country Store has another huge establishment here. That meant more tasting!
It's as much a museum as a store. Here is the toaster collection.
And here is the scale museum.
We passed through Manchester, passing more grand old homes, and on to the Mount Equinox Skyline Drive, a private toll road that takes you to the top of Mount Equinox.
In spite if the grand views, I noticed these tiny blue-eyed grass blooms at my feet.
We pressed on, searching for yet another bridge, and found it - The Bridge on The Green in Arlington.
The bridge crossed the Battenkill River to these old homes, now an inn. This is where Norman Rockwell once lived.
As much as I like Rockwell, the resident of this house is one I admire much more. This was a pilgrimage for me. This is the Robert Frost Stone House Museum.
We hurried to get here on time and arrived at 4:30, knowing it closed at 5:00. But alas, it was not open at all. However that did not deter me from seeing all I could see on my own.
Frost wrote " Stopping By The Woods on a Snowy Evening" from this dining room, on a hot summer day!
"Something there is that doesn't love a wall" (The Mending Wall).
"When I see birches bend to left and right
Across the lines of straighter, darker trees,
I like to think some boy's been swinging them."
We finally landed in Bennington, and found our dinner at this brew pub, where we sat on an outdoor roof terrace and enjoyed the pleasant evening.
But we weren't done yet. We set out to find the Bennington Battle Monument, which isn't hard to find, since you can see it from all over.
But we found so much more than the monument! I have a whole post of photos just of what we found that will have to wait. There were homes up there dating from the 1760's!
Along with all of the early settlers, and soldiers who died in the battle, was the grave of Robert Frost.
See the birch trees? I laid a token branch on the grave.
Others had left coins.
"I had a lover's quarrel with the world". Yes.
Today there were many roads not taken, but many that were led to wonderful discoveries. That's why we travel. Tomorrow we'll choose some more of those roads.