My truck was in for its annual PA state inspection, and picking it up was presenting some logistical difficulties. So after dropping Mister Tristan (the 5-year-old human being, not the blog) off at preschool, I had about 2:15 before I again had to be back for pick-up.
So I ran down for the truck. I say "down" just because the direction is south. I know it's no more down than it is up--much like it seems like the Nile River cannot possibly flow north...it's uphill, for crying out loud!--but nevertheless that's the way it feels.
Along the way I snapped a shot of the Whitetail Ski Resort (Mercersburg, PA), as viewed from near my house across the Norfolk Southern Railroad tracks:
Then the local school district's environmental center, where a large limestone spring rises, forms a pool, then eventually exits via a very cold 5' diameter water wheel: