You can never post too many Tashmoo pictures.

When enlarging these pictures, I often find it riveting to project myself into the picture, especially when they are scenes of serene, tranquil days of yore which don't seem to occur much these days. One cannot help but wonder what the boy's thoughts were but clearly they stopped him in his tracks long enough for him to take some time out to contemplate the grandness of the steamer and the peacefulness of being on such a cruise. The entire setting depicts an era that seems gone forever, an ideal atmosphere of leisurely, gracious calmness, with ladies and gentlemen drifting down the river, passing the park of landscaped, well-kept lawns and hanging gardens of vines and blossoms appealingly draping down over the walls and all of it, together, perfectly defining the meaning of a very pleasant afternoon. I used to imagine myself in the old double postcard pictures of my grandfather's ancient stereoscope as a youngster and also with the 50's View Masters discs but Shorpy's photos are the best ones in which to lose yourself.