New Englanders love to celebrate the autumn. And we were there for the early bits.
The tobacco had been hung in the barns, the farm stands were full, the apples were ripe, we stumbled upon a legit pumpkin patch, bunches of wild grapes, went to an apple orchard and played in a corn maze.
We found and tended to a family grave of Chris's grandmother, and helped with some seasonal yard work.
And drove by Jeff's childhood home
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