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4th November 2016
The day we visited Woodstock was one of my favourites of the entire trip.
The drive to the little wooden town was pretty special in itself.
We drove out of the mist as thick as pea soup, into glittering sunshine and fell right into real life postcards.
We crossed Moore Reservoir and just had to stop for a better look.
The last hint of mist drifting above the icy water, trees reflecting in the depths.
The most beautiful Rorschach Test I ever did see!
We could have stayed on its shores all day, but we had to get a move on!
Woodstock was waiting for us.
So on we trundled. Until we saw Lake Morey, peeking through the trees as we hurtled down the highway.
We pulled off and I fell instantly in love.
I haven’t been able to stop thinking about moving into one of those cabins since we left.
How could you ever tire of these views?
Begrudgingly I left my dream home behind, and we continued on our way.
Crossing over the knee-tremble-inducing Quechee Gorge.
The last obstacle before Woodstock.
Which is charming.
White picket fences, pastel painted houses, wooden porches, all surrounded by a rainbow of trees and some of the quaintest shops you ever did see.
Silver May Acorn
Navy + white blazer // Black poloneck
Red soled boots // Chanel bag
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^ I’ll take everything!
Together we strolled around the little town, stopping every few steps to gasp, grab each other and race off to see something new.
Julia’s shirt // Button skirt
OTK boots // Leather basket
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Towns don’t come any more picture perfect than this place.
And visitors don’t come much more snap happy than us!
We did a spot of shopping.
I even found my very own store!
One step closer to achieving a dream!
We met lots of friendly locals and I made sure to smoosh each and every dog I came across.
Homemade Ice Cream for breakfast and lunch?
We picked up a picnic from the utterly marvellous Village Butcher (not actually a butcher) and set up camp down by the river on the picnic benches there.
After a few sandwiches, far too much pumpkin pie, some iced cider and a little crisp sunshine we said goodbye to Woodstock.
Stopping to enjoy just a couple more of the Fall decorations.
And heading out of town.
And now I’m afraid it’s time to bid a fond farewell to our New England adventures.
It was the trip of a lifetime and I so enjoyed sharing every bit of it with you!
Pop back next week, I still have Boston to share after all…
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