It’s been a while since I’ve had a real fall colors experience. It feels like the weather (climate, really) is changing so much that you can’t count on the seasons behaving the way they used to. At the end of October, I drove from Chicago to the Berkshires, and it was 80 degrees along the way, so my expectations were low, but I was happily surprised.
This is the view from one of the art studio windows at Snow Farm in Massachusetts where I attended the Handmad Book Club retreat. (My private name for it is Girls, Glitter, and Glue)
The drive from Chicago across upstate New York was beautiful, and you can see the vibrant surroundings we had when the sun was out.