On a very quiet road in central Lancaster County on a warm summer night I watched several buggies and shays go past, one bike rider and only 4 or 5 cars in nearly an hour. I was waiting for the sun to catch the clouds over the wheat field. THAT photo later this week. This is a father and son heading, who knows where. You could hear the clopping of the horse long before and after you could see the carriage. It was that kind of evening.
