“Wood” is the travel theme Ailsa has bestowed upon us this week at Where’s My Backpack?, and that’s just fine. Of course, I don’t really know how much “travel” there is in my theme since I chose photos I took locally, but hey…you could travel to the bucolic splendor of central PA to feast your eyes, no? 🙂 I’ve been in the car too much, right now I’m interested in staying put. With that being said, here is my “wood” theme. Mostly trees.
Like these ones. Last spring George and I took a walk around Milton State Park. The air was crisp and fresh and bright green buds were starting to come out on the trees. (Which, for the record, is my favorite shade of green, but that’s another blog entirely.) I stepped inside a cluster of beautiful old trees, looked straight up and saw…
During a day driving around with my camera in my lap, I noticed this old, charmingly unkempt wooden fence, with one slat of wood warping away from the rest.
My town has a groovy little rail trail that cuts through a bunch of rustic, scenic farmsteads. (It helps that I’m surrounded by land that is generally rustic and scenic.) This gorgeous wooden barn that looks like it’s straight out of a movie set is along said rail trail. I can’t wait until it’s warm enough to ride again so I can feast my eyes upon it in real life. Until then, the photo will do.
And to you cold-weather riders who insist I won’t have to wait until it’s warm to ride the trail again: No. But thank you. But no.
Every year, our local historical society organizes Rural Heritage Days (at least, I think it’s thanks to the UCHS; I’m happy to learn otherwise). It’s interactive and completely family-oriented and you can learn how to twine rope and make things like lead shot. You can also watch a man with a steam-powered lathe carve wooden table and chair legs. I don’t know why, put I’m particularly enamored of the wood chips along his arm.
Finally…Not that I’m dreaming of spring or anything as the cold weather has settled on central PA, but in downtown Lewisburg, one resident has a glorious magnolia tree. It’s huge. It sprawls across the entire yard. And it’s one more reason that springtime in this town is extraordinary. Flowering trees are among my favorite things but this? Goes beyond the pale of any flowering tree I’ve ever seen.
There’s my travel photos. See you ’round town in the springtime! 🙂 Enjoy the other bloggers at Ailsa’s place.