This is what rush hour looks like in rural Lancaster county.Pa

A low flying hot air balloon comes in close to this farm.

Love wildlife photos,but my long lenses are manual focus and heavy so I rarely drag them out.This goldfinch was feeding on coneflower seeds.

These two photos illustrate why you should shoot something when the time is right. The top photo was taken about five days before the bottom and I knew I had a shot I was happy with,so I fooled around returning for several days only to find all the heads were pointing down. We had some warm weather but I have no idea if that’s what caused the tilt or not. Both were taken from my truck roof.

This was taken in my hometown at the park.I was heading out the exit after shooting fog in the valley and as I headed up the hill I was taken aback by the strong rays shining through the pines. I got out and started looking for the best angle and depending where you stood the effect was strong or barely noticeable. The other thing was it only lasted about five minutes and thankfully I was in the right spot to see it unfold.

I was the only person dumb enough to stand out in the rain to get these shots,all the while I had to watch the patrons in the windows eating their warm meals in the toasty restaurant.

Barely had time to capture this shot in the rain as I headed home one night. The local farm stand was cleaning up after a long day and the interior lights were shimmering on the wet pavement.

A relic of bygone days sits rusting at the Strasburg Railroad

What better way to spend an evening than with family in an open buggy?

Wild clouds pass over this old church.

This guy is traveling with a horse in the front and one in the back as well. Maybe its like a spare tire?

Flowers along the tracks soften the mighty train shot.

The older sister gives advice on the finer points of driving the cart to her little brother.

Seating is getting tight in the back of this buggy.

This was one of several messages spray painted on the silage bags in this farm field near Intercourse.

Several Harley riders enjoy a ride through Amish country on a Sunday morning.

The last glimmer of sunshine hits the road as a hole opens in the sky just before sunset.

Two friends enjoy a quiet ride together in rural Lancaster county.

The heat must have been too much and found this Amish lady asleep in the back seat.Hope she has her seat belt on.

This little story is about my experience on a recent Sunday and begins in the morning and ends around supper time. I was out shooting photos when the family in the upper photo came cruising by the old mill I was shooting so I snapped a shot of them going by and made special note of the boy in back nearest me reading a book. I went home around 9 am and hung around the house all day and decided to go back out for some evening photography around supper time and I headed over to the same area from my morning adventures. As I pull up to the stop sign located by the mill in the top shot, I could not believe my eyes, as the exact same family was headed the opposite direction from where we crossed paths hours before. I had no time to grab a shot, but I drove a short ways ahead and captured them once more and low and behold the boy was reading his book just like in the morning.

I don’t know if anyone else has these types of experiences but there have been many occasions over the years where I see something that catches my eye as I am heading somewhere and as I am heading back the other way an hour or more later,I cross paths with the same crazy looking vehicle or person in the exact same spot or whatever that makes me think we are on some kind of parallel universe. this one with the buggy had to be among the most bizarre over such a long time period. I know the dad driving the buggy noticed me both times and he had to be thinking I waited all day to see him again.

Dad takes the kids for a stroll around the block with the help of this tiny little power house of a pony.

Farm days even had some dogs pulling miniature wagons during the parade,which brought many smiles to onlookers faces.