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When the weather was “warm” the other week, I went out and found many people doing whatever they could outside.   The roads were crammed with bikers.  Sidewalks and trails had runners.  Horse stables had plenty of riders.    Of course, horses don’t go away when the weather gets cold like a bike or a pair of running shoes and people come to see their horses every day.  However, it seemed like there were a lot of people cramming the stable for a chance to take an extended ride when it was warm.   Now, that said, this horse wasn’t in the mood to cooperate.   His curiosity had brought him close enough to see what might be in her hand.

A year or so I ago, I wrote this post about the bridge carrying the Georgetown Branch Trail over Rock Creek.    The other day I thought it would be a cool idea to take a picture from the top of the bridge with the same new wide angle lens I used to take the linden oak picture.

Today we return to the subject of a post from a year ago, the Linden Oak, which is the tallest and oldest white oak tree in Maryland.  I had the chance to return to the tree this weekend, this time armed with the proper wide angle lens to capture the entire tree.   Unlike my last visit, it’s now winter, and without all the greenery of other trees, it’s easier to see the expanse of the Linden Oak.

This is the seminary building commonly referred to as the “Japanese Pagoda”  like all of the free standing architecturally varied houses at the seminary, this building housed one of the sororities of the school.   This building was one of the first to be refurbished and was in fact repaired largely by a team of volunters prior to the current effort by developers to refurbish the seminary into condos and apartments.

You can probably guess where this windmill without its blades comes from:  the national park seminary.  Yesterday I thought I had found another cool abandoned site for MDP pictures but it had sadly been torn down.   The hunt goes on though.  

This millstone is stiuated stangely in a lawn in the town of Brookeville (mentioned before as the Capital for the day that president Madison fled Washington) .  According to a nearby sign, it weighs almost two tons and belonged to “Newlins Mill.”   After the stone was taken out of service in the 1880’s, it was actually moved to a park in Olney, which is a few miles away.   There’s no mention of why it was moved, but that’s where it ended up.  In 2001 someone discovered it there in Olney and they actualy began what seems to be an extremely thorough examination of its origins.  After finding out that the stone was from a mill in Brookeville, they then brought the two ton stone back as close as they could to where the original mill was. 

To continue with the mini theme of Francis Baldwin, I’m putting up (sorry if you don’t like trains) another station that he designed.  This one is just up the road from yesterday’s church in Kensington. 

You might notice that it shares a few of it’s lines with the Laurel station, but unlike that station which was on a different line, it is most like the small wooden Dickerson station, which we featured a few months back.   In fact, as you can see below the B&O sign is very very similar.

If you are wondering, there are said to be around 80 of Baldwin’s buildings still standing throughout our state and 500 or so still standing throughout the mid-atlantic and north-east. 

We’ve covered quite a few on this post already.  With yesterday’s chuch and past posts from Sykesville  and Mt. Claire that have also involved Baldwin buildings, we’ve hit 6.  Only 74 to go. 

It’s been over a month and almost two months since my last post about the National Park Seminary.  It’s like photographic crack and it is difficult not to post a picture of it.  If you remember way back when, the seminary was featured in the first week of MDP posts, which happened almost two years ago.  Maybe I should join some sort of program to get myself off of the subject.  

With the ongoing renovations there, the buildings will soon lose this great state of dilapidation, and that may happen before I finish my recovery program.   The time to get pictures is now.    I have to apologize for those who may be bored with the subject. (this apology is skipping a few steps in my recovery, I believe) 

As for the building in the picture, it was called “Colonial”  for somewhat obvious reasons.