A warm summer night.
I rolled out of Pennsylvania and headed north. Destination – Port Ontario via the Finger Lakes.
I had recently heard of The Finger Lakes region of NY and decided that I would adjust my travels like I serendipitously had for Torch Lake and pop in for a visit. I really know nothing of the eastern states and it’s been rather fun to hear of new places to explore as I meet folks along my travels. When more than two people tell me I *need* to experience a place, I usually take it as a sign.
A late start leaving the Little Guy Max factory had me searching for a place to rest for the night. I found a Harvest Host winery in Wayalusing Valley, halfway to the lakes, and I settled in. I wasn’t quite sure where I was but the area was quaint and friendly and quiet. I bought a bottle of wine, let the house cat Scooby snuggle on my lap for a bit and then just before dusk I noticed two folks setting up a table across the parking lot displaying popcorn and candy so I walked over to investigate.
It was a COVID Drive-in.
I paid the $5 admission fee and am now sitting in my lawn chair in the middle of a field behind an old barn drinking wine and watching Hairspray with a group of folks in their cars. I couldn’t find my weather radio so my neighbor Stephan opened his window for me so I could listen to the movie (need to tune in to local radio) and I relaxed back and listened to my neighbors chomp on their popcorn—and not-so-quietly open their candy wrappers.
As I watched the movie, I felt Scooby rub up against my leg and I smiled at the familiarity. He leaned in for a scratch and I glanced around noticing hundreds of fireflies flickering about like twinkling theatre lights. I thought about how surreal this moment is. How surreal our lives are right now. How folks have adapted and persevered and modified their lives to face the challenges of COVID.
And I thought of how fortunate I am to be on this journey and at this moment being surrounded by such beauty. Watching a movie on a giant inflatable screen, on a warm summer night, in a field with fireflies dancing around me and a friendly cat snuggled up on my lap.