This is a shot when Nina was about a year old. We would walk to this park, Glen Falls and watch the baby ducks. In the fall we would stop at the cider mill. This quaint little village was such a great place to live.
This summer we went back and walked through the park and Village. We both miss our home from the Village and the life we had there. I have to say, I miss it much more in the summer and fall than the winter but I have such great memories of the 9 years we lived there.
This picture sums it all up!
When we really miss the Williamsville we take a ride to Old Towne Orange and we feel transported back to our little Village.