This Maine foliage drive zips through back-roads Maine from Whitefield to Wiscasset. You may just want to stay forever.
Travel
Connecticut
Campbell Falls
Campbell falls is located in Norfolk on the border of Connecticut and Massachusetts. A short hike from the parking lot leads you to a beautiful, secluded falls.
Vermont
Bear Pond Books
A delightful bookstore on Main Street, Montpelier.
Vermont
Little River, West Branch
Along the Quiet Path behind the Community Church in Stowe.
Vermont
Locally Grown
Best looking kale I’ve seen in some time. Produce by Farmer Sue, seen at the Farmer’s Market in Stowe.
Three day weekends are a cherished American tradition, as the extra day affords many the time to get away, gather with family, or both. In New England, there are few busier travel times all year than Columbus Day weekend, as peak visitation usually corresponds to the most widespread peak in the acclaimed autumn colors. Visitors […]
Massachusetts
The Mohawk Trail Experience
The Mohawk Trail, New England’s first official “scenic tourist route,” has delighted millions of drivers for more than a century.
Massachusetts
CiderDays Harvest Festival | Cider Celebration & Recipes
For one weekend each fall, Franklin County, Massachusetts, celebrates New England’s apple heritage with the ultimate CiderDays harvest festival.
For more than a century and a half, Swan Point Cemetery in Providence, Rhode Island, has been a resting place for many of the state’s most notable citizens, and a source of serenity and beauty for all who enter.
New England
Stunning Fall Color Spreading Across New England
October has arrived, and ahead of us lie the two biggest weekends for leaf peeping in New England. Visitors from all over the globe are descending upon our six states to enjoy the beautiful foliage, and thus far, the color has not disappointed. Peak fall color was already on display this past weekend in far […]
Rhode Island
RI Fall on the farm
This was taken on a barn tour in Glocester, RI
Each September, just as the calendar is easing into the first official days of fall, Jim and I take to the road to make our annual pilgrimage north to the White Mountains. Though we spend much of the trip lounging on the fields of Loon Mountain watching burly men clad in kilts compete in the […]