Forest Haven revisited

I wrote a pretty detailed blog post three months ago when I first went to Forest Haven- you can read that here if interested. I went back down there, this time only for about two hours and I revisited most of the same buildings I did the first time, but man, I don't know what it was but the amount of pictures I got this time are just mind blowing. I'm obsessed with all of them and needed a place to dump them all. The sunlight was just absolutely incredible. I'm already eager to go back. I've been in 10 of the buildings down - there's 22 of them. And half of the ones I went to I could probably do again because there's just so much it see. It's amazing.

Ezra's first beach trip

We took a day trip down to Delaware so Ezra could visit the beach for the first time. I don't think I've ever seen him so happy.

Sunflower field

Sunday visits to sunflower fields have become an annual September tradition. For fun, I made a comparison of last year vs this year. And also, the picture from the first time Justin and I went to a sunflower field. (Fun fact: We had to leave because I was sick. Turns out, that was the beginning of morning sickness. So Ez was technically in that picture too)

Penn Hills Resort

In the sprawling hills of Eastern Pennsylvania, the Poconos Mountains were once dubbed the "Honeymoon Capital of The World" - the area was, and still is littered with tons of hotels, casinos, and lodging. One of the most popular ones - Penn Hills resort, has sat abandoned since it closed in 2009. In it's heyday, the 1960's and 1970's, Penn Hills was an extremely popular place for newlyweds and swingers. There was an indoor skating rink, a tennis court, ski slopes, a night club, an archery range - tons of things that made Penn Hills the resort to go to decades ago. Over 100 rooms, on 500 acres of land - they would boast about hosting 1,000 people a night and requiring months notice to book a room. Going to Forest Haven made me feel this deep sadness for everything that the people who lived there went through. My trip to Penn Hills also left me feeling sad, but more so sad and upset with people. It was by far the most trashed place

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