Fall into the Open Road
I’m not a summer person—the minute the heavy heat and humidity drag on, I am more than ready to trade them for crisp air and cozy layers. So, every fall, a phrase echoes through our house: "Let’s go look at the colors." Apparently, that makes us “leaf peepers”! It’s probably just our family’s thing, but it’s a tradition we look forward to when the chill begins and the leaves start to turn. Years ago, when my husband used to travel through New York and New England for work during peak season, he’d always call to tell me how incredible the trees looked. Once he was home, one of our favorite weekend things to do was jump in the car, skipping the main highways, and seeing where the backroads took us. Honestly, just taking in the colors and quiet of fall is calming to me. Watching the landscape turn into all those warm, glowing shades feels like the nicest, gentlest way to ease into winter. Even though those weekend drives started years ago, they’ve grown into one of my favorite p...