Lauren and Andrew's Penn State Adventure

So, I'm back to work.  [Sigh.]

Luckily, my partner in all things work-related is back with me. 

 Yesterday, he and I hit the ground running with a bag full of flyers and attachment devices, 

 and took a little flyer-hanging tour of this campus we call home.

 Andrew worked very diligently,

 and scuttled us from place to place as I flitted around behind, taking in the scenery.

[ He's a very talented flyer hanger; I am a very talented flitterer.]

 As if on a scavenger hunt, we scoped out old buildings

  and new;

 funky art work,

and some more classic.

 

We cowered in strange basements,

 and shady places,

[including this tree with a rather inappropriate title...]

taking in all that Penn State has to offer us,

[including some fun with this revolving door].

When I began to whine,

we stopped for a treat,

but Andrew made sure to keep us on track.

So, after 3 hours of efficiently mapped out walking,
and even with my tendency toward, shall we say,

 distraction,

 [...]

  our bag was empty, our campus was flyered, 

and our job was complete.

I was pooped.

Andrew was pleased.

And, overall, we had so much fun!

It looked like Summer around here...

          It was one of those clear, sharp, mustless days

That summer and man delight in.          

          Never had Heaven seemed quite so high,

          Never had earth seemed quite so green,

          Never had the world seemed quite so clean

          Or sky so nigh.

And I heard the Deity's voice in

The sun's warm rays,

And the white cloud's intricate maze,

          And the blue sky's beautiful sheen.

    ~ee cummings

Today marks the end of my Summering, with a small margin of grief and a great amount of gratitude.

Here, just a taste, of how my Summer loved me:

Produce, in miniature.

Here comes the sun...[little darlin']

Sigh...

Deck Dwelling.

And then, a hot air balloon.

Yes, I think I will.

That Favorite of Girls.

Treats.

Abundance.

Of Blueberries.

Dinner, friendly-like.

The flowers are wild for it.

It's a walk in the park.

Fuzzy and fascinating, even the bugs love to be out in the sun.

To rest and to restore.

Have I mentioned the produce?

Music, Mountains, Mighty, Marvelous.

'They will speak of the glorious splendor of your majesty, and I will meditate on your wonderful works.'

~Psalm 145:5

Oh Pennsylvania

I might be a Jersey girl, but I'll tell you what:

Pennsylvania country sings my song.

Here, some snapshots of my recent Amish Farmer's Marketing:

Summer, thou treatest me well.

I've just seen a face...or two....

Once, a last Baxter visit ago, I--for reasons unknown to me--could not stop singing the Beatles' I've Just Seen a Face.  I sang it endlessly, and non-stop, over and over and again.  It became the source of much frustration for certain members of the Baxter family, one in particular.

So, upon my arrival this past weekend, he brought it up.

He said: 'Remember when....?'

And I said: 'Now we're all in trouble.'

Because sure enough...

Guess who couldn't stop singing it?

But now, as I peruse photos taken from our weekend, I can't help but notice a theme.  I've seen a face alright; take a look at these:  

[Consider this an appendix to the official post...I just couldn't resist!]