Gray skies, a hint of pale blue on the underbelly of clouds, a few tenacious leaves still clinging to bare branches. The rain and high winds gone, the power back on, we have been spared the worst of the Sandy-Storm, and my thoughts are with neighbors to the south who are dealing with devastation, flooding and fires. The West River is running high, muddy-brown and fast, with branches and logs bobbing on the water as they are carried downstream in the current.
Last week, a sapphire sky, wispy high clouds, and a curvy-licious backroad drive north on Vermont Route 35, understory still lush, sunny-yellow clusters of leaves dancing in the light breeze. On the way, a roadside picnic on the Townshend village green, and a stop for cheese in Grafton. Our destination Chester Village, for tea and books, and an afternoon stroll in the dappled sunshine along Main Street and the Common. A mix of victorian and colonial style architecture, built between 1750 and 1924, now house shops, eateries and inns. A Vermont town with a population of just over 3,000, Chester includes the Depot and Stone Village – both recognized historic districts, worth a visit on another day.