The large, brown oak door stood partially open, the cavernous foyer was empty, and the museum was, as best we could tell, deserted.
Is it just me, or does this look more like an oven than a maternity ward incubator? Explosion Proof? Really?
A rainy, misty morning signals New Yorkers in Ithaca that autumn is just around the corner. So Buttermilk Falls State Park is alive with hikers and campers, all intent on squeezing in another day of outdoor fun.