A small town on the Hudson --here a table in the public library where we enquire about Edward Hopper the town's most famous son.
Here a higgeldy-piggeldy independent bookshop which I didn't enter for fear of buying all sorts of things.
Here a consignment shop where we could have dropped off things.
A very old fashioned office with clock and photo of the founder, and,
at last, the Hopper House, which, since it was Monday, was closed to the public, so
I took a photo of the porch
and the trash can outside, then
went in search of Hopper architecture
and lunch.