Today's quest for photos took me down Union Street to where it crosses the Battenkill; thankfully, now that we've lost most of our snow the small pull-off just next to the bridge is once again visible and safe to use.
After I got out of the car and started looking around, my eyes were immediately drawn to how the red of these branches stood out from the rest of the landscape:
I also noticed a culvert just off the river that had a fair amount of runoff water coming out of it, and upon closer examination I was a little surprised to see several ice formations around the edge of the opening and along the sides of the water flow. It has been getting below freezing here at night (much to the delight of the local sugarers), so I can only surmise that this spot doesn't get enough sunlight during the day to melt whatever ice forms overnight. Which worked out pretty well for me, photo-wise:
After I'd taken my river photos, I hoofed it across the bridge—there's barely enough room on it for two cars to fit side-by-side, and I had no desire to test how long I could hang from a guardrail if a truck happened to drive through—to take a quick look around. I was now along the edge of a fairly narrow strip of land between the Battenkill and Richville road that, as far as I can tell, is only used for growing hay; I feel like I remember seeing cows graze there when I was a kid, but I certainly wouldn't want to have to swear to it in a court of law. There were a few pieces of equipment around, like the wagon they towed along and collected the finished bales of hay in, but I liked how this tractor looked against the dead grass currently covering the field:
Finally, the weathered side of a small shelter that sits on the edge of the property—I thought the texture really popped out in the sunlight: