Boot Jack Rock
A rock is just a rock until its secret is known—or as they used to say in olden times, until its guardian spirit is teased out. The ancient Romans had a term for it—genius...
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A rock is just a rock until its secret is known—or as they used to say in olden times, until its guardian spirit is teased out. The ancient Romans had a term for it—genius...
Frederic Edwin Church was born in Hartford, Connecticut in 1826. At a young age, he expressed passionate interest in becoming a landscape artist. His father, Joseph—a silversmith by training and later a founder and...
It hangs conspicuously in an inconspicuous spot. Measuring twelve by eighteen feet, the flag is suspended between a pair of trees at the edge of the woods where Maplecrest Road meets County Route 23C...
Here in the Land of Rip Van Winkle, an art trail begins or ends at everybody’s front door. Innumerable are such trails, and infinite the vistas. After all, to live in this place is...
Driving home from the other side of the river, I stopped for gas at a place close by Cedar Grove, the home of Thomas Cole—now a National Historic Landmark—in the village of Catskill. I...
By the early 1970s, the subway system in New York was consuming enough electricity to warrant its own nuclear generating station. The Power Authority of the State of New York made plans to build...
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