Do you peep?


We peep.

Our friends peep.

Our family peeps.

Hell, in New England there’s an entire industry devoted to people who peep.






In Maine, we have so many people peeping the road signs actually warn of the dangers.






But that’s hard to do when the leaves are so damned pretty.




Driving this time of year is a joy.




Even on the highways.




Not that I always agree with the signs.




Well, I don’t.




But the husband and I are taking a week off and going on a peeping vacation.

We’re leaving tomorrow and heading for the Berkshires in northwestern Massachusetts. The husband spent part of his childhood in Northern Connecticut so we’ll be visiting there, as well as crossing the state line into New York. We’re equal opportunity peepers.

We’ll be staying at one of our timeshare resorts…




Don’t run screaming from the room at the word timeshare. It’s not in Boca and I don’t want to sell it to you. We bought in 2 years ago on a points based system and have been loving it. ever since. We can go anywhere we want, whenever we want, as often as we want and their Last Call program can’t be beat. This particular resort condo goes for over $1,300 a week and we paid $274. You can’t argue with that.

So we’ll be having a quintessentially New England fall vacation. The Norman Rockwell kind, because Stockbridge was a favorite subject. You know the painting…




We’ll be walking that street, visiting quaint villages, strolling museums and art galleries, touring historic homes, driving scenic mountain roads and yes, drinking our way through multiple states. It’s a beautiful area, we were there 2 years ago for Christmas. But everything was, well… white.

Now it will be in full color.




I doubt I’ll be posting while we’re gone, unless the husband drags me into 197 antique stores in a row and I have to kill some time while he examines every last rusted piece of crap in the Berkshires.

Try not to miss me too much.

I’ll have hundreds of photos to post when I come back.



P.S.  We’re driving.

And you know what that means?

I can bring an entire bag of….












32 thoughts on “Do you peep?”

  1. You had to rub it in my face didn’t you?! It broke my heart only because asking three pairs of shoes to Ireland and Tenerife but MIRACULOUSLY they all had babies and I came home with seven pairs. Nature is a wonderful thing

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  2. It’s October 12 as I write this and today, for the first time in 7 (SEVEN!!) months, I’ve turned off my air conditioning. Flannels and hiking boots today, baby-it’s FINALLY fall in the south! Enjoy your trip-I look forward to your pictures.

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  3. Today we’re having our first cool fall-like day so the leaves have not turned here yet which means no peeping. Enjoy your time in Stockbridge. My aunt & uncle lived in Pittsfield, so I spent many a summer day in the Berkshires. Even ate at Alice’s Restaurant, back in the day!

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  4. When I lived in Colorado, we didn’t get the gorgeous riot of colors you get in the northeast, but we did get a two-week period where the aspen turned a golden yellow.
    And had a friend with a cabin who would call us when they began turning.

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  5. Love the idea of peeping! I’m from the desert. We don’t have seasons there and it’s brown pretty much all year long. Don’t get me wrong…the desert has it’s own beauty and the sunsets can be gorgeous. But we don’t have the vibrance of color that you have up in your corner of the world. When I moved to Oklahoma, I was pretty impressed with the change in seasons and the colors that went with it. Now it’s on my bucket list to go to the Northeast and REALLY see some color!

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    1. I enjoyed living in the south… until fall rolled around very year. I missed the changing leaves, the apples, the autumn martinis.
      And I agree, everyone should experience at least 1 New England October. It really is glorious.


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