
Haggert S. Cochran's (overgrown) garden was my childhood playground and until very recently, I had no real explanation for the discoveries I made out in our backyard and ravine.

A solid wood foundation was all that remained of this pergola when I grew up. To me (and my sister) it seemed more like the floor of an old settler's cabin.

This photo ca. 1932 shows a beautiful row of roses which bordered Stanley Street. Haggert Cochrane's home is at far right, on the opposite side of the street.

A better view of the Cochrane house, and a view of the roses with a woman staring from the path

The roses in bloom from outside the garden from the path along Stanley Street

This concrete lily pond, partially obscured by evergreens by the time I ever saw it, seemed to appear out of nowhere

Lily pond


A view from below (Spohn's Flats) during winter. Note the mill run that used to run from the Kettle Creek in the foreground