Classic railroad station brackets underneath large overhanging, flared eaves. Chester Depot, VT.
I’d love to be traveling home by train this Thanksgiving, but the Vermont to New York trains only run south in the morning. While I love to drive, the train is a great way to travel, too. How are you traveling home, if you are?
Preservation in Pink 
More carpenter gothic! Very elegant, too.
What a sensory reminder!
I saw something very, very similar while traveling to a bluegrass festival in a state far from Vermont. It was the first time I had been in the small town since “The Love Bug” was the main feature at the movie house. When I saw those, it reminded me of one of my first Girl Scout outings in which I came back covered with poison ivy. Lol!
The “Hells Angels” had taken over the town the week before and people were still basking in the awe of being in their presence. The thundering noise that could still be heard reverberating off the architecture was a reminder of how fragile history really is.
You really have an eye for this!
thank you!