love it or leaf it

I admit it: I peeped some leaves yesterday.

I didn't mean to; normally, I don't condone intentional leaf peeping for those under the age of, say, 50. I've always been a New Englander, so I'm not one to freak out over foliage. It's just another sign of the season. However, it was impossible to ignore the last oranges and yellows of autumn on a drive through the Northeast Kingdom yesterday. No matter the season, I always find Vermont stunning. (Oh, that's right. Except for you, mud season.)