On the way to the Albany Airport, I passed a sign to a Shaker Museum directly across the main road of the airport. I arrived early to allow time to turn in my rental car, so I made a diversion to see what it was all about. It looked like the museum was closed. I'm a sucker for old, rusty things, so I got out of my car and took these shots before getting on a plane to sit for the rest of the afternoon.
This is my third visit to New York state. My impression of the state growing up was that of congestion and lots of people. However, there is a lot of open country and lots of barns. I had to control myself from stopping at every barn I passed by. I think I was born 150 years too late.
I did stop at several cemeteries to read the tombstones. Sounds pretty wierd, I know, but I enjoy reading the dates and bits of information about the folks. Plus, since namesakes come from this area, I hold onto the idea of maybe running into one of their resting spots.
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