My wife and I have traveled to almost 60 countries, and most of our 50 states. But, we had never been to New England for the fall foliage. So, last year we flew to Boston in late September and took a 3 week driving tour of Maine, New Hampshire, and Vermont. Along the way, avoiding Interstate Highways, we saw the best that New England offers, including incredible lighthouses, quaint Bed and Breakfast lodging, delicious seafood and outrageous blueberry pies at unique lobster shacks, classic small towns, and multitudes of historic parks and churches. In Acadia NP, we experienced the grandeur of sea meeting shore, and a mountain top where day first begins in America. The fall colors exploded as we crossed into New Hampshire, and experienced jaw dropping vistas along the Kankamagus Highway on 'peak color' day. In Vermont, we used GPS to find and photograph over 20 historic covered bridges, including the famous bridge over the Battenkill River in the village of West Arlington, where Norman Rockwell lived and painted. But, our greatest single moment, in a trip filled with lovely moments, was this incredible home, on a small lane, just south of Manchester, VT. The autumn colors and gently waving flag was magical, and seemed symbolize all that New England is supposed to be in the fall.