Finger Lakes, New York. Glaciers clawed them into the earth as they retreated during the last Ice Age.
Top to bottom (West to East): Seneca, Cayuga, Owasco, Skaneateles.
Ithaca, with all its academics and hippies and organic nut butters and donkey-footed tow-truck drivers, sits at the southern tip of Cayuga Lake (on the left, in this picture).
It’s only about 100 minutes away from me, which I realize is not very far in the grand scheme of long distance relationships - particularly as I’ve watched so many of you through the years endure entire oceans and continents worth of separation - but as these weeks go by and our relationship continues to flourish, that short distance only seems to grow further.
We’ve seen each other for the past seven weekends in a row, and they’ve all been great, but I’m eagerly looking forward to finally seeing what Heather looks like on a Tuesday, Wednesday, or Thursday. Hopefully soon.
From Ontario to Superior, the Great Lakes in mid-March, as-seen from Earth orbit.
I can see myself and so many of the friends who live in my phone in this picture. Hello, everyone!
That’ll do, Naples. That’ll do.
I can see my house from here!
Thank you, ISS.
The Great Lakes (by NASA Goddard Photo and Video)
Thank you, glaciers.
America is beautiful.
Stop sign in the middle of the road…
On top of Naples, NY.
Sometimes, living in Upstate New York is not so bad.
I love this place. It is, in my opinion, the most underrated region of our country.