It snowed here in Greensburg last night. Not much, just a dusting on the roads; it didn't even cover the tips of the grass. But with the sun out and bright white clouds dotting an azure sky, it's a pretty picture. The hills add to it as well. It's nice to look out the window in the back room and see downtown on the hill in the distance, rather than looking out at nothing but the neighbor's house. I like neighborhoods like this, and like ours in New Jersey, but I don't like feeling constricted. Trapped. I like the security in insecurity; that is, the knowledge that I just need to walk a few blocks, drive a mile or so, and can feel free. Or just look out the window. On Thursday morning's drive, Casey took the second half to Johnstown. Yesterday, she took us over the mountain here. I was happy -- I could just sit and watch Western Pennsylvania roll by my window, listening to music and talking when I thought of something. There are nice towns and hamlets out here, impressive vistas from the hills and storybook villages like Ligonier, with its central square not unlike that of Stars Hollow. I like our visits out here.