Tuesday, November 5, 2019

Autumn Leaf Peeping, New England Style

"There is something incredibly nostalgic and significant about the annual cascade
of autumn leaves." -Joe L. Wheeler

Autumn in New England always held a certain charm for me ever since I attended my first year and a half of college in Weston, Massachusetts. It has been many years since I saw a New England autumn so I was delighted when my husband and I received an invitation to attend his cousins' 30th wedding anniversary celebration. 
As we traveled from Long Island to Massachusetts, I wondered if we would be awed by changing foliage. The weather had a slight chill in the air and the sun shone brightly, just like you would expect to find for the first weekend of November. Driving along the highway, I spotted trees of different hues under a beautiful blue sky.
As my husband and I crossed over into the eastern part of Connecticut and into Massachusetts, we spotted a scenic stop and quickly pulled over. Disappointed by the limited array of multi-colored autumnal trees, I took a few nature photos to remember the not-as-significant scenic view as the one in Whitney Point, New York on the way to Syracuse. 
BUT while in North Hampton, Massachusetts for a family reunion of cousins on my husband's side of the family, I found the quaint New England town dressed for autumn. A highlight of the walking tour after a sumptuous brunch was the Academy of Music building that was the actual spot where Jenny Lind, the Swedish soprano sang in the summer of 1851. To enhance my experience, I digitized some of my photos to bring the spirit of abundant autumn in New England to life. 
Autumn walked in beauty
surrounded by nature's
lustrous hues one fall day.

Hearing soft whisperings
from awed travelers' thoughts,
she spread her leaves in thanks.
©CV, 2019

Walking through the historic town, was a magical experience. A sense of history, the quaintness of a time gone by, and autumn's beauty combined to leave me thinking of F. Scott Fitzgerald's thought: "Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall."

Sending happy late autumn feelings during the month of November to all!
I will continue to work on my Abundant Autumn Gallery with November's artistic expressions. 
It's Slice of Life Tuesday at Two Writing Teachers and I am heading there.


  1. Fall in Massachusetts - I didn't have to imagine it, I went for my memories from 26 years ago. I remember the most magnificent fall colors I have ever seen. Nothing compares to it. Your slice took me right back to my junior year abroad at Smith College.

    1. What a small world, Terje. My best friend in high school went to college at Smith but I never visited. This was my first trip to Northampton. You must have walked the same streets I did. The digital above was taken at Pulaski Park on Main Street. I fell in love with the town that reminds me of Saratoga and Skaneateles in New York State. Both of these towns are historical and charming.

  2. I've been walking with a friend and snapping fall color pics. I told her that I didn't know if fall in New England would be any better than our color in the Northwest. She assures me that a fall visiting Vermont was enchanting. Some day . . . .

    1. I forgot to tell you how much I love the F. Scott Fitzgerald quote, one that is new to me!

    2. Ramona, I have never been to Vermont but always wanted to leaf-peep there. Autumn in such a beautiful time of the year. We both agree on that.

  3. Utterly lovely in every way; the watercolor and your poem of Autumn spreading her leaves in thanks for the traveler's comments for her beauty is just - well, so beautiful. I can see her doing it.

    1. I think we are romantics, Fran. What do you think? I dream in color these days and am surprised with what I see and how I want to remember it. My mind is full of kaleidoscope thoughts. Thanks for joining me here and I just loved that you stopped by #NYEDChat. Rita Wirtz commented to me on your wonderful response. I will drop by your post tonight.

  4. The best time of the year! Lovely pics and poem, Carol. I always love your "watercolored" photos. Thanks so much.