(no I don’t know why the picture is that small, probably the negative scan)  In any event, a view of the east lawn circa 1935, possibly a bit later.  It has to be after the mid-1930s because the house is sporting its white, asbestos shingles which it still has but perhaps not so Brightly white.  The pines just to the right of the right pillar are still standing, as is the big Norway spruce (the tree second from left); they are a bit fatter today.  All the other trees are gone, replaced with others.  However, the stump remnants of several can still be found (the stump/hole of the one by the left pillar is forever tripping me)  The fringe tree, the shrub in front of the left pillar, is still extant.  As is the bench.  The pillars, leaning rather alarmingly in this photo, were rebuilt in the 1950’s.  The woman is Helen Yale Ellsworth, then in her 70’s or so.

It is interesting to note how the landscaping has changed, at that time the lawn was very, for lack of better terminology, much a lawn, kept short and coming farther out under the trees.  Today, there has been a revision to a wilder look.  This was partly due at first to the simple fact that if you stop cutting the forest down here…it grows back; today, however, it is a stylistic choice.  While I appreciate the aesthetics of the lawn, the fact that a lawn is a monoculture of an invasive species just puts me off.  I like my violets, my Indian paintbrush, mosses, ferns, ad infinitum, much more interesting.