Hello, everyone! I have been out taking pictures every weekend, but my vertigo, which comes and goes, exhausts me, so I spend less time online. More tests to come! For now, I am in physical therapy, hoping to learn how to stop it when it starts, or at least cope with it.
Since I last posted, I bought a wonderful camera, and I love the quality of the photos!
Today I drove to eastern Lancaster County. Going back to my lessons in how to speak Pennsylvanian, Lancaster is pronounce LAN-cuss-ter, with the middle "a" sounding somewhere between the "u" in custard and the "i" in Kiss.
Lancaster County is home to many Amish people, and the movie, Witness, was filmed there. After visiting, I will probably watch it again tonight!
I read on the PA tourism site that State Road 23 through Lancaster County is a beautiful drive and only an hour from home, so I headed that way. State Road 23 starts in western Lancaster County and goes all the way to Philadelphia. The city of Lancaster itself deserves its own separate entry, and I will spend some time there in the next couple weeks.
I saw my first Amish horse and buggy since I've been in PA. I considered taking pictures of them, but thought it might be disrespectful.
Traveling east from Lancaster, I drove through several smaller towns, then into farm country on these beautiful rolling hills.
Since I last posted, I bought a wonderful camera, and I love the quality of the photos!
Today I drove to eastern Lancaster County. Going back to my lessons in how to speak Pennsylvanian, Lancaster is pronounce LAN-cuss-ter, with the middle "a" sounding somewhere between the "u" in custard and the "i" in Kiss.
Lancaster County is home to many Amish people, and the movie, Witness, was filmed there. After visiting, I will probably watch it again tonight!
I read on the PA tourism site that State Road 23 through Lancaster County is a beautiful drive and only an hour from home, so I headed that way. State Road 23 starts in western Lancaster County and goes all the way to Philadelphia. The city of Lancaster itself deserves its own separate entry, and I will spend some time there in the next couple weeks.
I saw my first Amish horse and buggy since I've been in PA. I considered taking pictures of them, but thought it might be disrespectful.
Traveling east from Lancaster, I drove through several smaller towns, then into farm country on these beautiful rolling hills.
This is outside New Holland, PA. I have always thought of mountains as being too rocky for farmland, but obviously not. It's clear from this picture that at some point, you cannot grow crops in the mountains.
This picture is across the road from the one above. I love the silos in the middle of the hills.
Anxious to take more pictures, I found a side road that headed into the hills. Although it wasn't marked, it was a private road into a farm. No one was home (thankfully). But ever since Field of Dreams, I have been fascinated by cornfields. I really want to walk through a corn field when the stalks are taller than I. Of course, I didn't, but I managed to take pictures of the rows of corn. My mother used to say that corn should be "knee-high by the 4th of July." I found that to be true in Michigan, Indiana, and Illinois. Corn season is much earlier here, and is already being sold on roadside stands.
One last photo, just because I love this picture.
Have a wonderful week!
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