Pennsylvania visit, part 1

A few days after Easter, I drove to Pennsylvania by myself.  It was a different trip, not only because of the drive, but because it was my uncle had passed away just a few weeks before.  Although he's my uncle by marriage, I don't remember a time when he wasn't there.

The drive up went well.  It was nice, not too cold, just a bit gray.  I got there in the late afternoon, and my Aunt Barb and I went off to the amazing Farmers' Market (a name which brings to mind fruit stalls, but this is so far above and beyond that, more like the best gourmet grocery store ever).  While there, Trevor texted me a picture of what was going on at home.

For whatever reason, the picture turned out weird with all of the forwardings, but we had several inches of snow that began shortly after I left. 

All I can say is, perfect timing, and I was glad it was them and not me.