Queen Anne's Lace

Queen Anne's Lace lined the roadways the day I arrived at our PA address. That was a year ago on the 25th of this month. The roadways are again graced with these "weeds"; bobbling in the breezes and the occasional rush of air from passing vehicles, reminding me of a year gone by.

The marking of my birthday had yet another moment when Wendy and John treated me to a lovely, filling repast at a nearby Italian Trattoria on Saturday. It also celebrated Aidan's concert at the end of a week of string music camp.

Cello Man

His week's work was held at a large Mennonite complex; the concert in their sanctuary. The Mennonite presence lends to the diversity in the region, as do the Buddhist temples close by.

Several places I have encountered a sign on a curve that was a little startling at first.

Definitely good to know right from left.

The roadways, odd intersections and creative parking lots after Western America sprawl, have all been interesting to negotiate. I find I like riding while someone else drives so I can better note the innovations and businesses that are sprinkled throughout the region.

Wendy has her hay supplies nearly in for the coming winter. One of the local farmer's markets is bringing another load to the barn soon. There are no particular hay markets. People find their sources and to some extent covet them. Finding other necessary businesses is a treasure hunt; not a strip mall or even necessarily town accessed entities. Sort of fun, except when you don't yet know where to get a needed item in a hurry. Well, then there is Amazon Prime. Still, it keeps me interested.