Late in June a couple of us drive into the depth of Pennsylvania to attend another Walking the Thresholds at Four Quarters Farm. I didn't take many pictures this year, mostly because more and more people are beginning to dislike being photographed due to the encroachment of surveillance into the modern world. Being a privacy advocate myself I can hardly begrudge anybody's not wanting to wind up in a photo album online. Something that I found interesting, however, was the unusually large number of butterflies all over this place this year. So, I practiced my photography a bit.

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At more or less the last minute last week, I decided to attend Walking the Thresholds 0x0B at the Four Quarters Farm, just over the Pennsylvania border, in the lands I simultaneously love and fear because they're so far off the grid that you're fortunate to get three GPS satellites to lock on to. After co-ordinating with Hasufin, Mika, and Sarah for a bit it was decided that I'd head over to their place, leave the TARDIS behind to save on fuel costs, and ride up with them. Our colleague in arms and all things nerdcore Jason would be going …