Fall is in New England and I've already lugged out the coats, scarves and hats. And even though it is bouncing between 55 and 75 degrees, I feel it is necessary to put all of my wooly things on.

We drove up to Concord New Hampshire to catch dinner with William's family who spent a few weeks Visiting our friendly neighbors to the North and Vermont. AHHH, fall in New England is a sigh too behold, the leaves and the crisp air, it was a beautiful drive up through Mass. to New Hampshire, but around the 3rd hour of straight bumper to bumper traffic caused by everyone else who was looking at orange foliage, I can honestly say that the beauty of fall got real old real fast.