Western Pennsylvania on I-70

The mix of modern and the past. An old barn with the much more recent round hay bales. Trees are changing a bit more every day towards the momentary beauty right before they lose all their leaves. There were even Canadian geese heading South already. The birds pass over Pennsylvania each fall, some traveling by day others at night.

They are following long established migratory highways to their wintering grounds -- an ancient rite of autumn that will be reversed in spring.

Fall is rocking and rolling in the northeast...today the highways were very very congested with people of all ages travelling all varieties of directions. The more weekend spirit some of them had, the more snake like their path took...a few of them were getting the silver bracelet award by the time I saw them. Others slipped thru the cracks...for now. All in all it was a quiet day with alot of good clear skies for a change. At this moment I'm 18 miles from the statue of Liberty...but alas...headed in the other direction. Deep Sigh. Aint that "just the way it goes sometimes".