We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
If you missed Part 1, it's here (with a little bit of Vermont history).
In the early 1800s, few towns had architects. They did have builders. And they had Pattern Books.
Pattern books were like blueprints, produced by well-known or entrepreneurial archtects in the big cities, just the same as builders' development houses of today are built from patterns.
I like this one. People up there tend to their front gardens with loving care for their own pleasure and for the delight of passers-by:
More fun photos below the fold - take a minute to feast yer eyeballs.
Somebody partially Victorianized the facade of this 1800 neo-colonial house. Must have been done in the late 1800s. I guess they had the dough to try to keep up with the fashion. Looks pretty good, anyhow.
I took this snap cuz I love the barn/garage. It's what I have wanted for years. Still waiting to win the Powerball lottery. Note the usual addition on the back of the house. Nice cobblestones too.
An old farmhouse, just outside of town. Too bad about the garage/addition, but I understand why.
Houses alongside the Woodstock Green, with healthy hydrangeas. They are big on Hydrangeas up there. Every kind imaginable. August is hydrangea bloom-time up there. They also seem big on American flags in Woodstock. I do like that. How many other countries routinely fly their national flags on their homes?
A normal, modest Vermont house. Probably a mill-worker's house. I'd guess 1880-1900. Typical Vermont additions on the rear. That's how they did it. Somebody needs to learn how to properly care for lilacs:
Another regular-people turn of the century house of the sort that New England is packed with, just a block outside town. These homey places are everywhere in New England, but usually not as well cared for as those in Woodstock. Somebody, somehow, stuck that garage under that old house. Practical, not charming, but they did have the sense to connect its roof with the front porch. Good spot for a charcoal grill and a smoker.
Flower boxes on a WPA bridge in town -
Mrs. BD thought this place, on River Road, the finest jewel in Woodstock. My photo does not do justice to the woodworking inside the curved front entrance. What looks like a separate house on the right is connected.
Just a front porch right off the main drag -
A classic c. 1800 neo-colonial in town:
A fine summer place up on Mountain Road. Not antique. I'd guess around 1880-1900. I took no photos of their landscaping, but it is impeccable and tasteful.
An 1810 Cape, this one on River Road. Already getting ready for winter: pillars make good log-holders, and the log piles block the wind.
The Town of Woodstock had about 50 working farms in 1950 and now has two or three, with working farm defined as one where the family earns at least 50% of its income from agriculture. Many properties in and out of the village are owned by people who don't live there full time. I love Woodstock, lived there 25 years, raised my children there. Also wrote a novel called Jake's Run dealing with the chasm between the prosperous newcomers and the old time residents. Details and reviews at the above website.