Deciding to do something unusual this Thanksgiving, we joined a surprising number of other townsfolk who had the same idea, and headed over to a stately local mansion to enjoy the bounty of nature's munificence and the welcome gift of unseasonably warm weather.
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The elegant Marshall Field Estate is located on a tiny isolated spit of land in our neighborhood called Lloyds Neck. On the cusp of Lloyd Harbor, it calls an ungodly amount of rolling green acres its own; containing a still working equine stables, a once functioning dairy farm, a restored red brick high walled secret garden, destroyed decayed and shattered greenhouses, an enormous Winter Cottage, a equally huge Summer Cottage, and all manner of servants' quarters housing that I always lust to live in. All of this is in addition to the main brick Mansion itself which proudly overlooks the Sound to Connecticut beyond.
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Our five mile walk began at the large white New England style dairy farm and took us through extraordinarily colorful lush fragrant woodlands redolant of salt and fallen leaves, past the main Mansion, all the way to the gently lapping waters of the Sound. We completely enjoyed encountering all manner of wildlife including a threateningly vigilant rather large hawk. We were grateful that we were not on his menu for Thanksgiving dinner.
Our five mile walk began at the large white New England style dairy farm and took us through extraordinarily colorful lush fragrant woodlands redolant of salt and fallen leaves, past the main Mansion, all the way to the gently lapping waters of the Sound. We completely enjoyed encountering all manner of wildlife including a threateningly vigilant rather large hawk. We were grateful that we were not on his menu for Thanksgiving dinner.
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It was a picture perfect day. What is that first picture you ask? Why, that is the very soft nose of the very large horse who came over to kiss me.