When I left home it was a beautiful afternoon:
I decided to take route 43 all the way to the Northway, and it was stunning:
I caught sight of Albany from a distance as I drove by:
The Adirondacks were pretty glorious, too:
But then the hills went away, and as soon as I crossed the border the fields were sere and flat:
And by the end of the day I was safely ensconced with friends, making Shabbat creatively with a tealight and a Montreal bagel!