The whole purpose of this trip was finally to see fall colors. After thirty-three years of spending fall in the classroom, several years of retirement with fall spent on a wedding and wonderful international trips, we finally made it. We are in Vermont, the “capital” of color. Our drive along route 100, recommended by everyone who heard we were going to be in Vermont, surrounded us with the developing color of those wonderful maples. We plan to spend the next four days in upper Vermont where we will go wherever the leaves flutter. We share with you a hint of things to come.
For lunch we stopped in the village of Weston which has two country stores serving samples of cheese, jams, relishes and fudge (almost a lunch unto itself). The stores feature products from or replicas of things from the fifties and before. The aisles were filled with customers filling gift bags with one hand and eating with the other.
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