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A Walk in Jericho Center

I posted a walk around Venice a while back so now I'll show where I live--Jericho Center, Vermont. These pictures were taken on my walk Sunday morning. Lots of other people went to church.




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.

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  1. Oh man, I wish I lived there. Have you lived there a long time. If not, what is the story of how you came to live there?

    I don't know what I'd do in the winter but I'd love to live in Vermont. I suppose the severe winters is the reason I moved to Oregon and not Vermont.

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  2. What a delightful town. Just love it but then I am a small town junkie. I have been thru Vermont in the summer and there is no prettier place.
    I often wondered about who took the time to prove that no two snowflakes were alike. He had to be a man of incredible patience.

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  3. What a lovely bit of country! I have traveled from Jersey (& Pa.) to Maine many a time as a child and also as an adult - we have a son who lives there- but somehow I never have been in Vermont! It is definately on my list of places to go!

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  4. Typical of what we think of as being in New England. I hope I get to see it someday.

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  5. Some day I hope to see Vermont. Beautiful pictures....I too am curious if you are a long time resident of this beautiful town.

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