When I saw that it was going to be 100+ degrees in the city this past weekend, my first instinct was to flee. And flee, we did. We took a train up to New Haven Saturday morning, and then rented a car to drive to Vermont (hey, rentals are much cheaper in New Haven). It was fun to do some driving on big open roads again. Vermont was almost exactly like how I imagined it - tons of barns, mountains, forests, wildflowers all along the streets, so much greenery, and actually quiet and dark at night. Looking up and actually seeing the stars is always so refreshing.
On the first day, we arrived at our bed & breakfast, then headed to Bryant House Restaurant for some grub. We checked out a nearby nature trail where lichen and ferns were aplenty. We had dinner at Solo Farm & Table. Quick backstory to this - you might know that my favorite restaurant in the city is Degustation. Well, the chef there (Wesley Genovart) left a bit ago and opened up this place in Vermont with his wife. J and I have been wanting to go ever since. Wes took us out to the garden behind the restaurant and we ate some peas right from it. They were the best peas we've ever tasted. On the drive back, there was this eerie mist swirling on pitch black streets. I half expected headless horsemen to come leaping out of the woods. Seriously.
Day two started with breakfast at our inn and playing with its friendly pets. The little siamese was probably no more than half the size of our Avedon. We hit the road again, checking out a farmers market along the way in Dorset and stopping by Bromley Mountain (normally a ski resort). The views were still beautiful in the summer time - I can only imagine what it's like all snow-covered. Before heading back, we made another pit stop at Olana, the home of artist Frederic Edwin Church, in Hudson, NY. We were too late for the tour of his home, but the site and grounds were still a treat.
Film photos to come. :)