An Amish family in an open wagon drives along a dirt road near Palmer, PA. They ask you not to take photos of them in their shops or wherever you may encounter them in public, so I took this picture from far away to be respectful. I bet the kids in the back could see what I was doing. As we arrived at the next intersection they passed us by and all waved. The little boy on the back seat kept waving even after they'd gone past, twisted around in his seat to watch us.
A little father down the same road we were greeted by a friendly chow. The Amish call modern people "English." If my only impression of how the English live was this trailer I'd prefer to live Amish too. We passed a beautiful clapboard house with 30 buggies parked out front - a million kids running around and men at the picnic table, all in Amish dress. A party was underway, and it sounded like any party in the Sosa family with lots of kids making noise.
Water lilies on Pymatuning Lake on the Pennsylvania/Ohio border. We drove along a road called State Line Road, where the cars parked at houses on one side of the street have Ohio license plates and have little plastic mailboxes for the Ohio newspaper, while people on the other side of the street have Pennsylvania license plates and subscribe to the Erie Times News.
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