June in the Adirondacks brings to mind those words by James Russell Lowell: “And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days…” June is when we here in Thurman become convinced that winter is truly over. Oh, sure—there is the occasional nippy morning, but the hills and mountains around us are greening up, the yellowy greens of popples deepening each day to match the beech, oak and sugar maples. Each day the hue is richer, and it takes your breath away. We are so happy to call this beautiful place “home”.
June in the Adirondacks
Posted On: June 6th, 2018