This weekend was a lovely weekend away, with a visit to family on the farm where I grew up, and a loop around through the mountains of north-central PA to lunch with my step-daughter at college.
Western NY is lovely at the close of summer, gardens bursting with tomatoes and beans and pumpkins, the corn drying on the stalk and the leaves not quite turning.

The zinnias bloom vibrant and cheerful, undaunted by a first early frost.