PA

It's just that time of year.

The damp/wet days.
The colors changing on the trees.
Nearly perfect weather for bike riding.
Allergies.

When the days are like this, something inside me calls: "Pennsylvania!!!"



Cookout(s).
Cold nights.
Distant -or nearby- noises in the woods.
The long driveway with that bothersome rope at the end.
The railing on the deck thats perfect for balancing/walking on.

The black&yellow striped bike path gates:














The view from the window:

(this wasn't something that happened every day btw;)

So many memories.
So many things that remind me of PA.
It's almost like a second home to me.


Oh Pennsylvania.
What a beautiful state.
So different from here that it seems almost like another country.

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ISA