Steven and I decided to take a little stroll after dinner, so I brought along my Tablet to take a few pictures. It was a lovely afternoon for a stroll. After stopping to chat with neighbor, I saw some flowers I wanted to snap.
Hmm… I guess that one did not come out very clearly, but I liked the purple flowers.
Steven noticed some solar lights and wondered if ours still work. We did not put them out this year. It’s kind of a rebuilding year for our lawn; we have not done much with it except get the nice young man who lives across the street to mow it for us.
Eventually we turned down Main Street, and I suggested I take a picture of this building, which we have long admired. The “for sale” sign that I had noticed there previously was gone. I wondered if somebody had bought it or if they were just doing the trick of taking the sign down for a while so when they put it back up folks will think it is a new listing.
Continuing down the street, we saw a building that had seen better days, but there was one lovely flower in front of it, so I took its picture. Soon we were approaching the Historic Four Corners, which regular readers may recall is a favorite spot of mine.
This is the Herkimer Reformed Church. I love the old gravestones. Next I wanted a shot of the Suiter House, home of the Herkimer County Historical Society.
The house was built by Dr. A. Walter Suiter, who played a pivotal role in the trials of Chester Gillette and Roxalana Druse, two famous historical murderers of the area. Steven played Dr. Suiter in the play Roxy, presented by the Historical Society at Ilion Little Theatre in 2015 (I played Roxy. Perhaps you read a few of my blog posts about it).
Across the street is the Herkimer County Courthouse, where Chester Gillette and Roxalana Druse were tried for their respective murders.
Of course I had to take a picture of the 1834 Jail, which housed both Gillette and Druse.
Steven suggested I take a picture of him on the steps.
“Try to look like Dr. Suiter,” I suggested.
“In my party shorts with my Mr. Incredible t-shirt,” he said, as if he thought that was a problem. He just smiled handsomely instead.
Continuing down Main Street, I took a picture of Christ Episcopal Church.
We cut though the little park next to Basloe Library (another of my favorite places), and I got a picture of some nice flowers.
After that, I thought I had taken enough pictures, so we continued our walk back home. Now I see I am over 550 words and I have successfully avoided having another Wrist to Forehead Sunday post. I say, not a bad ending to the weekend.