The snow stopped during the night, but the roads were still not real great in the morning.

For the first several miles we couldn’t even see the white lines dividing the traffic lanes.

It was a pretty morning to be traveling.

Lake Ontario.

We had an incredibly nice border-crossing agent on the way into Canada, and an incredibly surly one on the way back into the States.

A New York barn.

We enjoyed listening to our home church service while traveling.

How nice to get home to a stash of cookies from my sister.