A late September walk on the upper Gorge Trail in the Robert H. Treman State Park. The foliage began to turn into different colors, yet it’s still a couple of weeks from the peak time. There are tens of waterfalls along the trail, and this one probably has the largest drop — I can’t really take the waterfall as a whole in the picture, and here it’s probably only one thirds of it!
“Country road, take me home, to the place I belong…” With John Denver’s music linger around our years, we drove on Highway 38 — which can hardly be treated as a highway as cars are even allowed to turn around on the lane. Being up and down, we were pretty much enjoying the scenes along the road: large fields of corn, vineyard near the winery, and occasionally, horses and cattle. Life here is pretty simple, but simple is also a kind of beauty, I guess.
An interesting festival nearby: The Sterling Renaissance Festival. A typical middle age English town is recreated here in Sterling, and a majority of the people here wear the complicated but fancy costumes (not only the actors and actresses but also visitors!). Walking in this area, sometimes you felt like that you have accidentally caught a time machine and flew back to the old days, to that different age. Yet more often, you have the feeling that you were in a British movie or TV series, be it Downtown Abbey or Pride and Prejudice. The topic of the festival is “The Highland Fling” on the day we visited, so naturally, we won’t miss the lovely bagpipes and highland dance!
“People in a lot of cities really want to have an orchestra; for those cities having an orchestra, they want a good one; for those cities having a good orchestra, they want RPO.”! Standing on the main bridge, listening to the passionate music, enjoying the breeze coming from the Genesee River, and watching fireworks in different color and shape explode above our head, it’s just another wonderful night here at Rochester. Happy July the 4th!
Sitting on the tip of Seneca Lake, the largest one in all glacial Finger Lakes, Watkins Glen State Park is most famous for its 19 waterfalls along the gorge. Walking along the trail reminds me of quite some similar scenery in China, such as the Golden Whip Brook (金鞭溪) in Zhangjiajie(張家界), Hunan. But the most impressive part of hiking on the Gorge Trail is to see the shape of rock along the way. While being cut through by the creek, the canyon wall just seems to be an accumulation of multiple sheets of rocks: It shows us the trace of time, quietly.
Being so close to Lake Ontario, we have the natural advantage of enjoying the best view of it. We wait until sunset during our second visit there, and it was really fabulous! There is a small party going on on that day: some people dressed up and danced in the country music, some others were just quietly sitting on the bay or fishing on the bridge, waiting for the moment to come. And while the sun slowly went down, magic happened in the sky. Pieces of cloud just turned into a variety of different colors: red, gold,purple…No wonder there is a saying that sky in the sunset is just like an overturned color palette of a painter.
At the entrance of George Eastman House, the home of the founder of Kodak company. Not too many visitors there due to the renovation, yet, we came across to several newly-married couples. One couple and their families are enjoying the wedding ceremony at a Greek Church nearby, another one are taking wedding photographs in the gorgeous garden of George Eastman House. Here comes the third one. Accompanied by family and friends, the bride went through the corridor and came towards us, towards a brand new chapter in her life, towards hundreds and thousands of “tomorrows”, some are special days, most will just be normal. But today, at this moment, she must be the happiest person in the world.