"A beam of the slant west sunshine
Made the wan face almost fair,
Lit the blue eyes' patient wonder
And the rings of pale gold hair."
-J.G.W. 1865





And near the old hall door







saw and beauty model later, we decided to move on. As we were walking I noticed a quick photo op and demanded that my model, Lyns sit on a tree trunk and hold her neck up (for fear of it falling over) for a nice black and white portrait. After a few more varying sessions, we decided enough was enough and headed back to civilization...but of course, before we got there I spotted one more opportunity and what was done was done. Don't you just love days...you know...Saturdays?




We then proceeded down Route 6A and stopped off at many buildings which advertised unique little signs that read "Antiques." One stop even tricked us leading us to believe that this particular house (in the middle of many commercial businesses) was also a shop but was in fact someone's home that we had accidentily entered. After leaving red faced, we then found a great place where it was an antiquer's delight. Spending a few hours searching through vintage photographs and dusty things we both came out empty handed.