This tree has fallen and it can't get up. Those are the roots behind the bird house.
These houses sit in the kettle up the road from our house. A kettle is a round depression gouged out by a long ago glacier.
These three pictures show the general store, the library, and the Congregational Church that, along with a dozen or so houses, ring the village green. It's a bit more than a mile from our house.
There's a plaque on the green dedicated to the memory of Snowflake Bentley. He's our "famous" historical resident, although most people have never heard of him.