Foliage in Vermont's Northeast Kingdom
We tarried at the river’s edge, with New Hampshire barely a stone’s skip across the water, then strolled back up to where the great white columns of the Rabbit Hill Inn, our night’s lodging, stood just ahead. This sumptuous property, where travelers have been sheltered since 1795, is a place that belies any rough-edged image that might still stick to the Northeast Kingdom.
But we know better than to think about the Kingdom in terms of its image. It’s just the place where we go, when, as Vermonters, we want to see Vermont.