Not too long ago my wife & I had the opportunity to spend a little time in Mount Gretna PA visiting family and taking photos of the surrounding area. In the mornings Sudy would fix an amazing breakfast before we left on our days outing. Then every evening upon returning, she would seemingly effortlessly throw together a dinner feast. Sitting in the kitchen window overseeing all this culinary preparation was this Bonsai tree. I’m told she has been caring for it for about 15 years. One morning the sun was hitting it just so and it called out for me to grab my camera and try and capture the moment. As you gaze at it’s glowing leaves, I would love for you to imagine like I do the scent of hot cinnamon rolls baking, fresh coffee brewing & the laughter of good friends & family.
Not too long ago I was in PA doing a bit of driving around looking for photo opportunities & passed a road closed sign blocking the turnoff that led into this tunnel. Personally, I kinda I enjoy going places that have signs telling me to go somewhere else. So, out of curiosity, I asked my hosts to pull over so I could take a few minutes to explore the road less traveled. As you can see in the photo, it’s pretty obvious why the tunnel was closed. I just hope they take the time to replace the fallen bricks with more bricks to keep the amazing character provided by the original artist and don’t just patch the scar with a big blob of concrete. To really see the detail, click on the photo to go to my Flickr site & look at the ‘Original’ size.
Several years ago a man found this spot on a small rural road in Pennsylvania and hand built an amazing log cabin. Every morning he woke to the sound of falling water & this view out his bedroom window. Unfortunately, the water district concluded it needed a reservoir and the decision was made to build a dam. They then condemned by imminent domain all the homes in the valley that would be flooded including the amazing cabin. I’m not sure if it was because of the unique location or because of the craftsmanship of his home, but the old gentleman was able to make an agreement where he was able to live out his remaining days in his home.
As it turns out, the valley was never flooded. The cabin still stands. It is without windows or floors, but the view out the windows remain as does the sound of the water caressing the moss covered rocks as it passes by.
