We also went to Woodstock, which was pretty crowded. Here are both sides of a covered bridge, of which Vermont has the most in New England.
On the way home I took a wrong turn and we ended up in New Hampshire, where I believe these shots were taken.
It's been wonderful this fall to enjoy the season, rather than stress about painting the house. I have one coat of yellow left on the last side, which should only take a few hours. Right now I'm working on replacing the trim pieces that had rotted, which has been a nightmare. Another nightmare is rehanging my front door, after taking it down for painting. Logic would tell you that if it fit before, it'll fit after painting. But nooooo. Nothing is easy in an old house, it seems!
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