Said goodbye to my friend the bird this morning, she was still not too friendly.
Crossing over the line into another state that is bringing us closer to home.
We have arrived in one of our favorite places. The town sign is just on the other side of the rode from where we are parked in the campground. I took this picture from inside the motorhome. We watched as some people stop their car, and everyone jumped out to take pictures in front of the sign. One couple was imitating the description. Disgusting!!
We are at Beacon Hill Campground, this is where we always stay when we come here. There is a working Amish farm directly in front of us.