Look at this photo. Just look at it. And ask yourself: does my town or city have a view this pretty right at the heart of it? And if the answer is no, and if that makes you rueful, then there’s only one thing to do: move to Queensborough. We are blessed.
I must emphasize, though, that this view would not be nearly as nice as it is were it not for all the community volunteers who helped out with creating a small park on the banks of the Black River this past late spring/early summer. I took this photo last weekend when Raymond and I were at the Manse; we are both blown away by the results of that community project, and all the hard work of the volunteers.
Here’s one more photo, from a different angle, looking toward the historic Thompson mill. Remember, this is downtown Queensborough. If a hundred years ago you had been standing where I was when I took this picture, you would have been surrounded by activity at the three general stores, the hotels, the lumber operations…
But Queensborough is much quieter now than it was a hundred years ago. And thanks to that peace and quiet, probably more beautiful.
Those of us who live there (even if only part time) are the luckiest people of all.