The moment the leaves start to turn in Vermont, typically right around the end of September, there is nowhere in the world I’d rather be. Everything transforms into what feels like a magical painting, and leaf peeping becomes the sport of choice.

Our Sundays in the fall usually involve driving down country roads in search of picture perfect sights like this one. There is nothing more Vermont than a covered bridge surrounded by stunning foliage.

A classic New England colonial covered with character always catches my eye. This one looks extra pretty as the leaves start to change.

Antiquing to find new treasures is my favorite fall pastime. Vermont is filled to the brim with so many hidden gems - we discover new ones every time we go up.