The drive home

There’s not a lot to say about the following photos. I took them on our drive home from the hike on a beautiful Pennsylvania day near Sabbaticalville.

According to Pennsylvania Dutch lore (or maybe my husband just made it up, something that wouldn’t surprise me because he’s good at that and I’m usually gullible enough to believe him), if the cows are lying down, it’s going to rain. Someone must have forgotten to mention it to the cows because the cows in the next photo were enjoying a little rest on a gorgeous day without a cloud in the sky. They weren’t anticipating future rain either. We haven’t had rain since the day after we returned to Sabbaticalville during the last week of April.

I risked the camera for the sake of a few photographs. We were driving around with the convertible top down. I dislike the way the photos come out when taken through the windshield (especially if there’s any dirt at all on the windshield) so I held up the camera, above roof level, and took the photos without looking and holding on tight in hopes that the force from the speed at which we were moving wouldn’t rip the camera from my hands.

The results were a few interesting photos. I like the way the shadows squiggle in the above picture.

This next one has a sense of motion to it.

I’m not sure what the yellow flowers in the next picture are, but there are large fields of them scattered all around the area.

In honor of Mother’s Day which is coming up this Sunday, a mother and baby:

This last one is typical of the area.

If you’re unfamiliar with scrapple, you can read about it here.  And then, having read about it, I doubt you’ll want to try it.