Not September--These Were All Latest July.

A nicely lit field with farm buildings

At times, our bicycling route was like a tunnel through greenery.

In my experience, everywhere in the world I've been has its own way of making haystacks. This is central Ohio's way, well-illuminated in the morning light.

There were a couple of days with some serious hills. This was one of them, later in the day. Another day had hills, but they occurred in the morning and then were overwith.

(I've been trying to remove this photo because it's a duplicate. Blogger won't let me.)

A tree right by my camp that night. Hmmmm...is this an example of that old saying, "leaflets three, let it be?" Looks like it here, but I didn't notice anything at the time. And it was in a commercial campground where such things as poison ivy would probably be taken care of.