Here we are on another road trip, tonight at about 1,200 miles in 36 hours.  This is a view from a rest stop along 90 in Pennsylvania late Saturday afternoon.  We were getting ready to head to the car when we looked out back and saw this – the edge of the picnic area with that turquoise picnic table planted on the ground; then a little field of grapevines, gone dormant for the winter; past it, a line of trees; and then beyond that, hazy and gray and sweeping from left to right across our line of sight, Lake Erie.  It was so indistinct yet vast that we almost did not understand it was the lake.