Signs of summer

I think I've only been on a ferris wheel once. Yet when I see them I get so giddy as if I'm in the seat at the top, looking down on glittering lights and taking in scent of fry bread and a warm summer breeze. 

While driving through New York this one rose above the trees above the interstate up high on a hill near Nyack. Can you imagine the view from the top of this? Perhaps the Hudson is in view, or at least the glimmer of the Tappan Zee bridge. Even the stream of traffic below must look magical from up there.