Living in a Postcard

I live in Cressona, a dinky little town known for tractor trailers getting stuck under the 11′ 8″ train overpass.

Courtesy of Cressona Fire Dept No. 1 (click for more)

But, just a few roads away are some of the most spectacular landscapes you can imagine.

Each season has its own beauty, and spring and fall are the most colorful. Here are a few photos from my latest bike ride.

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This chapter comes to mind:

Psalm 150 (NIV)

1 Praise the LORD. [a]
Praise God in his sanctuary;
praise him in his mighty heavens.

2 Praise him for his acts of power;
praise him for his surpassing greatness.

3 Praise him with the sounding of the trumpet,
praise him with the harp and lyre,

4 praise him with tambourine and dancing,
praise him with the strings and flute,

5 praise him with the clash of cymbals,
praise him with resounding cymbals.

6 Let everything that has breath praise the LORD.
Praise the LORD.

4 responses to “Living in a Postcard

  1. I am designing two houses in Cressona right now. One on s 3rd street..and one right behind it on s 4th street. 🙂

    Nice little town…but yes, a very pretty drive up there…over the river and through the woods. 🙂

  2. Lisa – My mom’s family is from that area. Growing up, I would visit relatives in Schuylkill Haven, Pine Grove, Friedensburg, and Suedberg. You are right in that the area has beautiful landscapes! I remember the drives there and back fondly because of the scenery.

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