My Road

For all of my students... I am sick of keeping two blogs that are primarily the same thing, so, I am only going to keep this one from now on.

(remember, you can click on any of these pictures to make them larger)

(I took all of these today on a little walk down my street)

My Road...

I want to challenge any of you to a "road" challenge. I propose that I live on the complete nicest road in Rutland. I know I do, and I am going to prove it to you. My road has character. It's really, really old and has really cool things about it that those newer roads can't even touch. Things like trees... not just trees though, old, huge trees, and fruit trees. Grapes grow wild on the side of the road and there are pear trees in the old pasture. Apple trees completely line my road.

If you went by in a car, you would never even notice them... but take a walk and you can smell them.

My road is tiny, less than a quarter mile long. There are definitely less than twenty, more like fifteen. Most of them are really old. One of the nicest used to be a tavern in the 1800's.

To top that off, the writer of "A History of Rutland Massachusetts", Jonas Reed, used to live there in the 1800's. It has a cold cellar and a really old barn with a ghost pony.... don't ask, just believe me. It also still has the horse hitch at the front of it.

Alright you say, you think I have won already, I haven't even started yet! My road has the continuation of the old cart road that goes up into the woods after the tarred road curves away. It's is super beautiful, and rocky. We call it "Stony." There is a cart path that heads into the woods from it that goes in around five miles all the way down to the Ware river that runs behind my house. There is an old stone that now rests on the common in the center of town. It is an Indian "corn stone." They found that 100 years ago down that path into the woods behind my house.

I am still going... There is a path that leads to an school house about 2oo yards from my house.

The best is still to come.

Ok, so that tavern, the one that Jonas Reed lived in, has a huge barn that once kept a whole bunch of cows and such. Well, my road has a tunnel under it that no one knows about. The cows used to cross under the road and into pasture through it. I wen't under there today and it is still in great condition.

What other road has a tunnel under it built over 100 years ago?

I love my road.