Today we drove up to Vermont. Autumn is finally in full force around here, but the day was hazy, and my pictures didn't come out as well as I'd hoped. Still, we oohed and ahed at the reds and oranges all the way up.
We went up to the Vermont Country Store and tried the samples of cheeses and pepperoni (really good!) and cookies and sauces. In the kitchen gadgets section, I found replacements for my cast-iron griddle handle cover. Their products are a bit pricey, but it was fun to look around.
After the store, we went hunting for a nearby covered bridge, went past it, and found it on the way back.
This is the creek the bridge crosses.
On a pole near the covered bridge are these signs, reminding fishermen of the law. I had no idea young salmon could be confused with trout. Now I know.
Lunch took us to to the Putney Inn. We had already planned to stop there (early, if possible, to beat the tour buses that we knew were coming--my brother's next-door neighbor was going to be there with a bus tour), and when we were at the Vermont Welcome Center and Rest Area, the folks there recommended it too.
We succeeded in beating the crowd, which swelled as we ate our lunch. And then we rushed back to pick up the kids from school on time.
Tomorrow we go to Boston.