I baked some scones last night- they turned out perfectly. I hope to share the recipe soon. I’m figuring out how to write it down in a way that makes sense. I’m no food blogger, but these were damn delicious.
The mountains are beautifully misty every morning. I love to greet the day when I unlock my front door. This sight is truly beautiful to me. I’ve lived nearly my whole life on the other side of this mountain, and now I feel like I’m discovering it all new over again.
I took a walk during my lunch break, down to the dock at the end of my street. The leaves are falling so beautifully. Pennsylvania is truly beautiful during the fall.
I walked out along the gravel bar to its point. I saw a Great Blue Heron and an American Coot. I had accidentally startled the Heron- as it flew away, it called at me. I hadn’t heard a Heron’s voice before… very brash and commanding for an otherwise silent bird.
The highlight of my walk was seeing a sailboat out on the lake. I am terrified of motorized boats- I’m not exactly sure why, but I tend to blame watching The Poseidon Adventure as a little girl. Since sailboats are powered by the wind, I’ve been fascinated with them. I think that when I’ve paid my house off, I’ll learn to sail.
Not long after that, I had to turn tail and go home. I go over Lick Run twice during my walk. When I was in college, this spot was one of my field sampling sites. I’ve seen this view in all seasons, but right now it’s simply my most favorite one.