...as in upstate New York.
For those who aren't aware, I'm a lover of travel. I dream of traveling to far off places and many of my favorite movies involve distant journeys and adventures. Once Zane and I save up some travel money, we'll start checking off the international list. For now, we go stateside.
This summer it was upstate New York. The, uh, Binghamton, Endicott, Newark Valley, Maine, Whitney Point, Vestal area.
I realized there are two different types of travel. The first type involves visiting tourist attractions. Leaning Tower of Pisa, Empire State Building, Largest Ball of Twine, etc.
The second involves nature, escaping your reality to go into a beautifully different climate. Yellowstone, Niagra Falls, Grand Canyon. Sometimes nature attracts tourists, but the focus is God's creation, not man's.
We visited upstate New York primarily to visit family. It was lovely to see them and even meet some relatives for the first time. Plus, the outdoor experience along the way was delightful. We discovered tiger-lilies (top right), hidden pathways (top left), and country cemeteries (right). Small adventures make daily life fun.
Okay, so the "hidden pathway" was actually just a mowed stretch of my aunt's lawn. Still looks pretty mysterious. Could it lead to the secret garden? Or the Quileute camp? Where do you think it leads?