Witnessing the beauty of Vermont in the fall is one of the most special seasonal experiences.
Admittedly, I was reluctant to jump on the sweater-weather-and-pumpkin-spice-everything bandwagon as a self-proclaimed spring/summer girl.
Plus, I’d already visited Woodstock in winter, so I didn’t imagine it would be all that different…
Boy, was I wrong.
My skeptical little witch heart was thumping away when I finally experienced Woodstock, Vermont in the fall.