A left turn is necessary upon entering Lancaster’s historic public square; three rambling country roads come afterwards that gradually narrow, the last one having no center line. Traveling slows down considerably. I loosen up and take pleasure in the leisurely pace coupled with open vistas. In fact, on Kelly Ridge Road, drivers should be prepared to stop at any given moment for a number of probable causes: cows crossing; dogs gearing up to race with the car; lumps of hay on the road; or another vehicle approaching (both drivers will have to scoot over a bit to squeeze by each other, but that’s how people get to know their neighbors out here). I like the pace, the intimacy and the quietness of this part of the world.

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